Nikhil Parekh

Gold Star - 6,486 Points (27/08/1977 / Dehradun, India)

Nikhil Parekh Poems

1. The Only Beat I Possessed 3/1/2016
2. Incomplete 3/1/2016
3. Love At First Sight 3/1/2016
4. I Loved You And Still Hated You 3/1/2016
5. What The Entire Wealth Couldn't Purchase 3/1/2016
6. Broken Hearts 3/1/2016
7. I Needed To Die 3/1/2016
8. One Instant 3/1/2016
9. She Wasnt Bothered. 3/1/2016
10. Inspired Me All The More. 3/1/2016
11. I Wanted To Love 3/1/2016
12. The Most Embarrassing Moment 3/1/2016
13. Thinking Of Tomorrow 3/1/2016
14. But Immortally Fearless Love. 3/1/2016
15. That Exactly And Perpetually Meant 3/1/2016
16. Do You Have Any Idea? 3/1/2016
17. Without The Slightest Of Hindrance Setting In. 3/1/2016
18. After We Die. 3/1/2016
19. It Was Indefinitely Impossible. 3/1/2016
20. Whilst Today She Had Solely Become. 3/1/2016
21. Stark Naked 3/1/2016
22. Unconquerably Virgin 3/1/2016
23. How I Wanted Our Very First Kiss To Happen 3/1/2016
24. Our Love Story Was Being Perpetually Written 3/1/2016
25. Back In Business. 3/1/2016
26. The Fruit Of Ever-Pervadingly Fructifying Love. 3/1/2016
27. Was It My Fault 3/1/2016
28. Royal Love Itself. 3/1/2016
29. You. Yes It Was Only You O! Beloved 3/1/2016
30. To Make My Heart Special 3/1/2016
31. No Replacements 3/1/2016
32. Love Is Not Just A Dream 3/1/2016
33. Sadly No Beats 3/1/2016
34. Welcoming Her Back 3/1/2016
35. Ultimate Messiah Of Humanity 3/1/2016
36. Devoured 3/1/2016
37. The Most Priceless Thing 3/1/2016
38. Till Death Do Us Apart 3/1/2016
39. Loved By Her Love 3/1/2016
40. Love Had Never Seemed So Immortal 3/1/2016
Best Poem of Nikhil Parekh

To Forget Her Was Impossible

The Sun may have forgotten to shine at times; leaving the Earth submerged in partial darkness,

The eyes may have forgotten to close; staring unrelentingly in the blazing fires,

The trees may have forgotten to shed their leaves; enticed to sway in the moist breeze,

The birds may have forgotten to chirp; thoroughly engrossed in building their nests,

The clouds may have forgotten to rain; drifting away submissively with the wind,

The lion may have forgotten to roar; lost in the aisles of desire and sleep,

The chameleon may have forgotten to change ...

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Black For The Blind.

Black for the blind is the most unassailable form of survival; a color which epitomizes even the most infinitesimal aspect of their lives to the most handsomely unprecedented limits,

Black for the blind is the most bewitching form of beauty; a color which sensuously enshrouds even the most obfuscated of their nerves; with the most supremely tantalizing enigmas of life,

Black for the blind is the only Sun of insuperable optimism; a color which forever paints the canvas of their haplessly

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