Treasure Island

Nikhil Parekh

(27/08/1977 / Dehradun, India)


The scorched roots of grass sprawling wildly on the
soil; were greedy to drink monstrous sized dew drops,
The car lying dilapidated and burnt in the garage;
were greedy to drink gallons of golden petrol,
The eye gruesomely dry after the day's work; were
greedy to drink a bottle of tears,
The scientist working ingeniously all round the clock;
was greedy to drink testubes bubbling with brilliant
The bees buzzing irascibly around the rose; were
greedy to drink its sweet honey,
The cluster of bedraggled and squalid hair; was to
drink jar's of oil,
The unruly stubble protruding from the arid cheek; was
greedy to drink a tumbler full of after shave cologne,
The pen tremendously weary after embossing a million
lines of literature; was greedy to drink sapphire ink,
The armory of teeth which was decayed and yellow; were
greedy to drink sparkling white toothpaste,
The infinite kilometers of blistering desert land;
were greedy to drink an ocean full of saliva,
The cat philandering furtively on the streets; was
greedy to drink a cupfull of milk,
The mosquitoes feasting on the rotten pile of
vegetables; were greedy to drink pure blood,
The pores of skin chapped and abysmally dry in winter;
were greedy to drink a river of sweat,
The prisoner's ears lying in solitary confinement for
years; were greedy to drink the ecstatic melody in
The penguins wandering around in dazzling sunlight;
were greedy to drink frozen ice,
The thorny cactus sprouting in abundance from the
jagged terrain; were greedy to drink a vase full of
sweet water,
The lips severely agonized and gloomy; were greedy to
drink a fountain of uninhibited passion,
The walls of the century old grave; were greedy to
drink thick coats of rich paint,
The unfathomably deep crevices in the valley; were
greedy to drink strident echo's,
The twin pair of nostrils in every man; were greedy to
drink a tunnel full of fresh air,
The matchstick lying soggy and frigid in a pond of
water; was greedy to drink hostile flames,
And my heart palpitating at lightening speeds; was
greedy to drink immortal love; drown in it for
eternity; while drinking the same. 

Submitted: Saturday, August 16, 2014

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