Nikhil Parekh

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

Passing Through Her Heart - Poem by Nikhil Parekh

As I tried to pass through the flamboyant Sun; its
blistering rays wasted no time at all in charring me
to inconspicuous bits of stray ash,
As I tried to pass through the pearly Moon; its
tenacious beams permeated through my spell of profound
concentration; and it was difficult for me to
recognize my own entity as I got out,
As I tried to pass through the valley of silken
clouds; I had tumultuous difficulty in opening my
eyes; miserably failed to recognize my cherished ones
in the obfuscated haze that engulfed me in wholesome
As I tried to pass through pugnacious plumes of black
smoke; I wildly vomited all what I had consumed for
breakfast at dawn and succulent supper at night,
As I tried to pass through a river of bubbling acid;
all what I found was a conglomerate of my own
pulverized bones after exuberantly reaching the banks,
As I tried to pass through the morbidly dark tunnel; I
felt my voice ghoulishly echo; fomenting the last hair
down my spine to stand in electric unison,
As I tried to pass through the virgin sea shores; I
winced in tumultuous anguish as an obnoxious cluster
of crabs stung my flesh with deadly poison,
As I tried to pass through the densely camouflaged
jungles; my heart and soul nearly sank into my boots;
and I found my trousers profusely wetted as the
thunderous roar of the tiger crept stunningly close to
my skin,
As I tried to pass through the pitch dark street; I
experienced the worst encounter of my life; when a
gang of thieves satanically stole all my possessions;
left me stranded without a single cloth on my body,
As I tried to pass through the sliding lift doors; I
felt a sudden spasm in my hand; and before realization
could dawn upon the barbaric metal had already taken
several of my innocuous fingers,
As I tried to pass through the scintillating mirror
door; infinite shards of acrimonious glass hurtled out
in frenzy; and I settled with a terrified gasp on the
floor with blood oozing from virtually every cranny of
my body,
As I tried to pass through a cotton factory; I found
myself sneezing unrelentingly with deafening snorts;
as invisible threads voraciously tickled sensitive
arenas of my robust nose,
As I tried to pass through lanky slopes laden with
overwhelming avalanches of snow; I felt my teeth
rattling like a woodpecker; and each bone of mine died
a gory death punctured by the vicious cold,
As I tried to pass through the sooty coal mine; my
complexion metamorphosed to worse than a black cat;
and people around me ran helter-skelter; envisaging me
to be an dreadful alien from the third world,
As I tried to pass through the freshly constructed
wall; the end result found me wearing a coat of
obdurate cement on my face; half a brick on my scalp;
with a mountain of mud burying me without prior notice
into my grave,
As I tried to pass through completely full cylinders
of heavy gas; after a while I found countless bits of
my flesh blown away like specks of compressed dirt in
the atmosphere; the ingenious cavities of my brain
shooting like an untamed fountain towards the sky,
As I tried to pass through the overflowing bath of
fragrant shampoo; I found myself sputtering and
stuttering without control; and gigantic balloons of
froth wafted from my mouth everytime I ventured to
open my mouth,
As I tried to pass through the wire entrenched walls
of the formidable fortress; I catapulted like an
insipid butterfly for miles on the trot; and the shock
that occurred nearly electrocuted to ghastly death,
But when I tried to pass through her enchanting heart;
I found myself trapped for immortal times bonded with
threads of invincible love; and not only did I regain
back my previous one; but was bestowed upon with
fathomless more blissful and spell binding lives. 

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 16, 2014

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