Treasure Island

Nikhil Parekh

(27/08/1977 / Dehradun, India)

all that was needed


To fill in the crevices of fathomlessly barren sky;
all that was needed was an unfathomable conglomerate
of ravishingly crimson clouds,
To fill in the crevices of the gigantically corrugated
mountain; all that was needed was a fragrant
concoction of freshly mesmerizing mud,
To fill in the crevices of the baselessly empty hive;
all that was needed was a spell binding waterfall of
poignantly harmonious honey,
To fill in the crevices of the lackadaisically sultry
edifice; all that was needed was a stream of
sparklingly harmonious and rich cement,
To fill in the crevices of meaninglessly insidious
lies; all that was needed was the Omnipotently flaming
Sun of irrefutable truth,
To fill in the crevices of horrifically debilitating
weakness; all that was needed was an inferno of
timelessly unassailable strength,
To fill in the crevices of the drearily hollow pen;
all that was needed was a gloriously sapphire fountain
of artistically aristocratic ink,
To fill in the crevices of the disastrously broken
friendship; all that was needed was a perpetually
unshakable bond of unflinching trust,
To fill in the crevices of traumatically bizarre
agony; all that was needed was an unsurpassable river
of everlastingly triumphant happiness,
To fill in the crevices of devastatingly gory
bloodshed; all that was needed was a boundless sky of
unbreakably scintillating unity,
To fill in the crevices of inexplicably miserable
disease; all that was needed was the mantra of
eternally celestial compassion,
To fill in the crevices of the truculently scorching
desert; all that was needed was bountiful droplets of
enchantingly sparkling rain,
To fill in the crevices of the forlornly decaying
tree; all that was needed was a flirtatiously
frolicking horde of innocuously bushy squirrels,
To fill in the crevices of agonizingly bereaved
humanity; all that was needed was an invincible
entrenchment of beautifully Omniscient togetherness,
To fill in the crevices of abominably abhorrent
prejudice; all that was needed was a unendingly silken
fabric of symbiotic existence,
To fill in the crevices of the disparagingly blinded
eye; all that was needed was a mirror of unequivocally
priceless sight,
To fill in the crevices of the haplessly shattered
bone; all that was needed was an impregnable fortress
of holistically resilient calcium,
To fill in the crevices of the worthlessly deadened
nostril; all that was needed was a mystically
enlightening forest of Omnipresent breath,
To fill in the crevices of the ominously besieged
conscience; all that was needed was an Omnipotently
blazing arrow of undefeatable truth,
And to fill in the crevices of the pathetically
shattered and broken heart; all that was needed was a
limitless reservoir of love; love and only
miraculously heavenly love. 

Submitted: Saturday, August 16, 2014

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