Nikhil Parekh

Rookie - 488 Points (27/08/1977 / Dehradun, India)

i salute you


I salute you for your majestic speech; the
authoritative flurry of spell binding words which
emanated royally from your mouth,
I salute you for your impeccable stride; the
magnanimous poise in your stature that portrayed you
irrefutably as the greatest,
I salute you for your astoundingly mesmerizing sight;
your uncanny ability to decipher the most
inconspicuous of evil loitering ominously in the
crowd,
I salute you for your ravishingly rubicund complexion;
the ingratiating aura you generated on every piece of
soil you voluptuously caressed,
I salute you for your insurmountably stoical
passiveness; the unsurpassable equanimity with which
you confronted the deadliest of disaster without a
ruffle to your whiskers,
I salute you for your unflinching sense of
responsibility; the ghastliest of times you had borne;
just to see a smile lighten up on the face of your
compatriots,
I salute you for your astute acumen of dealing
dexterously with the uncouth world; marching
relentlessly on your path to undeniable success,
I salute you for your inexorably poignant eyes; the
heart rendering empathy you harbored within; for your
fellow beings in inexplicably horrendous distress,
I salute you for your incomprehensibly adjusting
temperament; the incredulous way in which you slept
even on bare brick walls; if the hour so commanded,
I salute you for your stupendously reinvigorating
aroma; the blissful waves of sheer ecstasy it spread
ubiquitously to every cranny of this planet,
I salute you for your streams of passionately
circulating crimson blood; the unfathomable ardor they
generated in lifeless souls wandering solitarily
around,
I salute you for the vivacious laughter that
entrenched your lips; the cloud of benign congeniality
it propagated in whomsoever it cast; even an ethereal
glimpse,
I salute you for your nose; which smelt only the
profoundly good from even amidst a dilapidated pile of
horrifically fetid garbage,
I salute you for your bohemian feet; which kept
traversing indefatigably to reach their ultimate goal;
even in the most acerbic of storm and murderous rain,
I salute you for your incredulously alluring charisma;
the mystically enigmatic look in your eyes which
attracted the most alien at your doorstep; even from
the most obsolete corner of the globe; like a trice of
a bullet,
I salute you for your resolutely undeterred
determination; the insatiable fervency in your
demeanor to stand only by what you felt was right,
I salute you for your tumultuously adventurous zeal;
the spirit of conquering the unknown profusely
embedded in your brain; placing you an eternal shade
above the rest,
I salute you for your tremendously transparent
conscience; the sacrosanct feeling of righteousness
which lingered around it for centuries immemorial,
And my wholehearted salutations to you O! beloved! !
for your ability to uninhibitedly love; your incessant
endeavor to make this planet of God once again a
paradise; blessing each molecule of his creation with
the greatest wealth you could ever posses; your
greatest virtue called 'The religion of mankind'. 

Submitted: Saturday, August 16, 2014

Topic of this poem: love


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