Nikhil Parekh

Gold Star - 6,495 Points (27/08/1977 / Dehradun, India)

Allah - Poem by Nikhil Parekh

He was the one who maneuvered my tongue; bestowed upon me the ability to eloquently speak,

He was the one who made me smile; emphatically displaying my armory of white teeth to the world,

He was the one who produced empathy in my eyes; made them profoundly glisten in the morning light,

He was the one who made me rambunctiously chatter; bounce in the true fervor of life,

He was the one who made me sneeze; burst into infinite chortles of uninhibited laughter,

He was the one who engendered me to sweat; tremble innocuously with infinite goose bumps creeping up inadvertently on my naked skin,

He was the one who made me dream; fantasize to the most bizarre limits of contemplation,

He was the one who enabled me to traverse on earth; put my feet firmly on the black soil I tread,

He was the one who made me blush a perfect crimson; as I inevitably winked at a mesmerizing girl,

He was the one who imparted me the skill to voraciously read; pen down intricate lines of exquisite calligraphy,

He was the one who impregnated awesome strength in my knuckles; granted them the tenacity to defend the infirm,

He was the one who made me decipher the minutest of noise; wholesomely relish the blend of tingling sounds in atmosphere,

He was the one who filled my stomach whenever I felt famished; ensured that the right morsels of food occupied its cavities,

He was the one who embodied in me the exuberance to run; inhaling gallons of revitalizing air into my lungs,
He was the one who taught me to judiciously discern between the good and bad; curtail myself from indulging into the nefarious and licentious,

He was the one who waded all circumspection from my mind; whenever I felt besieged by a host of inexplicable dilemmas,

He was the one who instilled astronomical courage in my demeanor; made me stand tall and unflinching against all barricades that confronted me in my way,

He was the one who made me nostalgic; reminisce profoundly the poignant memories of my childhood in my mothers lap,

He was the one who found me the love of my life; made sure that it consolidated into sacrosanct marriage,

He was the one who resurrected my faith in life every unfurling minute; made me imbibe the true spirit of existence,

He was the one who was the blood flowing through my veins; the beating of my heart as it throbbed violently in my chest,

And he was the one whom people of varied races christened as 'GOD'; ' CHRIST'; 'BHAGWAN'; 'CREATOR'; 'ALMIGHTY'; 'LORD'; whom I fondly referred today and till the time I existed; as my 'ALLAH'.

Topic(s) of this poem: god


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 7, 2015

Poem Edited: Saturday, February 27, 2016


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