In Order To Savagely Die Poem by Nikhil Parekh

In Order To Savagely Die



In order to embarrassingly fall on the ground; one must first try to audaciously stand,

In order to vehemently cry aloud in astonishingly calm air; one must first try to inculcate the virtue of uninhibited laughter,

In order to be blatantly illiterate; one must first try to imbibe the meaning of sagacious and discerningly literate,

In order to be dismally gloomy; one must first try to flirtatiously smile,

In order to be disastrously defeated; one must first try to embrace exhilarating victory,

In order to feel gruesomely bizarre winds of freezing cold; one must first try to experience the winds of inexorably blistering heat,

In order to starve to unprecedented limits; one must first try to eat succulent morsels of tantalizing food to the most gargantuan of his heart's content,

In order to thunderously sneeze; one must first try to inhale in fresh draughts of exuberant breath,

In order to get overwhelmingly wounded; one must first try to valiantly brandish a sword and fight,

In order to remain as still and motionless as the morbid corpse; one must first try to boisterously march at the crack of every euphoric dawn,

In order to dance naked on the viciously barren streets; one must first try embellish himself completely from fluffy head to diminutive feet,

In order to hysterically scream; one must first try to remain perpetually silent,

In order to fight unceremoniously with innocuous people sleeping in their dwelling; one must first try to incessantly pray,

In order to blink indefatigably without the slightest of control; one must first try to prudently stare for marathon hours on the trot,

In order to perceive the most obnoxious stench existing on this planet; one must first try to profoundly absorb the stupendous scent of the scarlet rose,

In order to thunderously yawn in the midst of the bombastic conference; one must first try to sit sagaciously for countless hours on the desk; without budging the tiniest either to the right; or the extreme left,

In order to break the glass into infinite splinters of serrated mirror; one must first try to wholesomely admire his reflection to unsurpassable extents; even after ghoulish nightfall,

In order to commit salacious acts of mortifying betrayal; one must first try to wholeheartedly; and truly love,

In order to trip head on to the rock bottom of the obdurate ground; one must first try to dexterously clamber up the escalating and rickety staircase,

In order to go perpetually blind; one must first try to enjoy the spell binding and mesmerizing prowess of handsome sight,

In order to disdainfully drown to the bed of the deep and fathomless ocean; one must first try to uninhibitedly swing his arms and swim,

In order to become barbarically dumb; one must first try to eloquently speak and sing,

And in order to savagely die and brusquely relinquish breath; one must first try and lead life; move his hands and feet for existence; move his hands to blissfully survive.

Monday, March 7, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: death,victory
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Nikhil Parekh

Nikhil Parekh

Dehradun, India
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