Nikhil Parekh

Freshman - 508 Points (27/08/1977 / Dehradun, India)

No Replacements - Poem by Nikhil Parekh

Rhapsodic joy replaced; agonizing anecdotes of
despairing sadness,
Opulent wealth replaced; disastrously impoverished
caricatures of; miserably slithering poverty,
Impeccably sparkling light replaced; deplorably fetid
darkness; a dungeon of parasitic gloom since centuries
Tornados of Herculean strength replaced; despicably
withering bodies; tottering towards the corridors of
A festoon of torrentially amicable smiles replaced;
morbidly frustrating boredom; pulverizing you to raw
ash each instant,
Voluptuously charismatic blankets of mysticism
replaced; stringent monotony; augmenting more
hideously than the devils as time unveiled,
Nostalgic childhood replaced; lecherous incidents of
ghastly manipulation; tyrannizing you to the realms of
ultimate doomsday,
Incessantly ticking clock replaced; baseless laziness;
perpetually massacring the last iota of exuberant
energy from your robust body,
Invincible conviction replaced; entities stuttering at
every step they took; eventually collapsing like a
pile of inconspicuous matchsticks,
Persevering hard work replaced; lackadaisically
nictitating mice; surrendering in meek submission;
even before the mission commenced,
Prudently sagacious education replaced; hopeless
caverns of pathetic illiteracy; pulverizing a person
like mincemeat; in today's acrimonious society,
Irrefutable truth replaced; gory corpses of blatant
lies; infiltrating like a pertinent leech into
blissful quarters of society,
Immaculate skies of honesty replaced; heartbreaking
encounters of betrayal; utterly devastating an
individual to lead a shamefully crippled life,
Indefatigable cloud covers of innovation replaced;
abhorrent stagnation; rotting treacherously towards
the satanic atmosphere of hell,
Insatiable simplicity replaced; the unfathomable webs
of bizarre complication; uncouthly stabbing each asset
of preciously gifted life,
Enchanting rain's of fantasy replaced; frigidly
heinous commercial reality; profusely incapacitating
man from; enriching with God's grace,
Resplendently twinkling stars replaced; anguished
wounds in inexplicable pain; a terrorizing darkness
that enveloped like perilous swords from all sides,
Ravishingly exotic ocean's of fragrance replaced;
insurmountably decaying stench of the gutters;
inundated with crime; lies and derogatory messengers
of mankind,
The innocent voice of the conscience replaced; all
sinister sins of past; present and future lives,
But there was no replacement for Love; as the moment
you tried to replace it; it only got substituted by
more formidable equations of immortal love; for as
long as life on the planet existed; for as long as it
took birth again; and again and again. 

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