Indian Poet Nikhil Parekh

From exactly the point where the thought process of the miserably decrepit night ended; started the optimistic imagination of brilliantly Omnipotent and blessedly purifying; daylight,

From exactly the point where the thought process of obnoxiously dogmatic lies ended; started the Omnipresent imagination of handsomely ebullient and insuperably righteous; truth,

From exactly the point where the thought process of obsolete desolation ended; started the vivacious imagination of uninhibitedly free and effulgently majestic; happiness,

From exactly the point where the thought process of vindictively disparaging drought ended; started the Omnipotent imagination of unceasingly rejuvenating
and quintessentially euphoric; rain,

From exactly the point where the thought process of the salaciously marauding parasite ended; started the ubiquitous imagination of sacredly rhapsodic
and pricelessly bonding; humanity,

From exactly the point where the thought process of barbarously incarcerating slavery ended; started the patriotic imagination of limitlessly wonderful
and gloriously eternal; freedom,

From exactly the point where the thought process of dastardly worthless abuse ended; started the prolific imagination of astoundingly spell binding and beautifully burgeoning; procreation,

From exactly the point where the thought process of meaninglessly rotting chicanery ended; started the fragrant imagination of everlastingly embracing and celestially insuperable; honesty,

From exactly the point where the thought process of haplessly tortured loneliness ended; started the pristine imagination of compassionately embracing
and unflinchingly united; togetherness,

From exactly the point where the thought process of demonically murderous nightmare ended; started the royal imagination of exhilaratingly stupefying
and charismatically redolent; fantasy,

From exactly the point where the thought process of hedonistically uxorious ugliness ended; started the garnished imagination of amazingly nubile and resplendently exotic; beauty,

From exactly the point where the thought process of maliciously vagrant illiteracy ended; started the discerning imagination of sagaciously enlightening and altruistically magical; benevolence,

From exactly the point where the thought process of devastatingly terrorizing politics ended; started the iridescent imagination of eclectically vivid and panoramically mitigating; artistry,

From exactly the point where the thought process of sinfully insidious betrayal ended; started the triumphant imagination of perennially melanging and unbreakably peerless; friendship,

From exactly the point where the thought process of nonchalantly sadistic oblivion ended; started the blissful imagination of jubilantly enamoring and tantalizingly coalescing; melody,

From exactly the point where the thought process of sardonically lambasting devilishness ended; started the fecund imagination of unsurpassably Samaritan and
enchantingly ameliorating; goodness,

From exactly the point where the thought process of diabolically prejudiced perfidiousness ended; started the perpetual imagination of immortally unstoppable
and aristocratically earnest; love,

From exactly the point where the thought process of ghoulishly fretful death ended; started the benign imagination of unassailably victorious and Omnipresently evolving; life,

And from exactly the point where the thought process of every worthlessly conceivable and inconceivable; every fecklessly living and non-living; every molecular human and insect; on this earth had ended; started the Omniscient imagination of the unendingly spawning and boundlessly unconquerable; Almighty Lord.

Extracting out just a droplet from the boundless ocean; won’t make any difference at all to its swirling and vivacious persona,

Pulling out just a fragment of mud from the gargantuan body of the mountain; won’t make any difference at all to its marvelously towering summit,

Pilfering out just a million out of the entire Government treasury; won’t make any difference at all to its stupendously large demeanor,

Gulping down just a cube ice from the entire snow laden slope of the Himalayas; won’t make any difference at all to its mystically scintillating persona,

Evacuating out just a flower from the entire garden of captivating roses; won’t make any difference at all to its prolific growth and incredulously scented pride,

Plucking out just a pearl from the entire armory of oysters sprawled in incongruous heaps around; won’t make any difference to its bombastic shine and profound shimmer; illuminating the ghastly night,

Snatching just a morsel of salubrious vegetable from the entire kitchen stashed abundantly with ravishing food; won’t make any difference to its robust complexion and glowing health,

Tearing just a page out of the mammoth Bible; won’t make any difference to its sacrosanct visage; the countless volumes of sacred verse epitomizing humanity
embedded within,

Barging into just one room out of the infinite dwellings standing tall on the surface of this earth; won’t make any difference at all to living space; the unsurpassable amount of abode’s available for human existence,

Grabbing just an hour from the entire day; won’t make any difference at all to the glory of time; the innumerable hours and minutes that it was bifurcated into,

Acquiring just a parchment of dictionary out of the unprecedented large collection of books; won’t make any difference at all to the unending and spiraling heap of literature; the billions of sagacious pages intricately trapped inside,

Capturing just a diminutive flame out of the entire conflagration of simmering twigs; won’t make any difference at all to the visage of blistering fire; the poignant fumes of euphoria it emanated all throughout the night,

Hoisting just an inconspicuous knife out of the entire battlefield strewn with supremely glistening swords; won’t make any difference at all to the spirit of
daunting belligerence; the essence of bravado lingering predominantly all around,

Cutting just a serrated leaf out of the entire jungle embodied with gigantic strands of foliage; won’t make any difference at all to the wilderness; the mesmerizing outgrowths extruding from every corner,

Occupying just a fraction of the entire cosmic space; won’t make any difference at all to the countenance of the Royal Sun; the blanket of resplendent stars studded marvelously in every part of the sky,

Pouncing on just a moment of happiness out of the entire laughter in this world; won’t make any difference at all to the virtue of smile; the mystical and enigmatic charm enveloping it since times immemorial,

Ripping apart just a flimsy chunk of cloth from the entire showroom overwhelmed with gaudy clothing; won’t make any difference at all to the plethora of fluffy cotton wool cascading from all sides,

Capturing a single ray of the blazing Sun God; won’t make any difference at all to its omnipotent aura; the tenacity with which it fumigated every nook and cranny of
this earth,

And possessing just a single heart out of this entire Universe; loving just one girl out of the unlimited that existed on this planet; won’t make any difference at all to the fervor of romance; the immortal strength it inculcated in one and all,

However even if these tiny and inconspicuous little things didn’t make the slightest of impact on any of the animate world; they were definitely enough to metamorphose my life from one of gloom and constant despair; to enchanting paradise.

The Sun emitted acerbic rays of stringent light,
flooding darkened zones of the cosmos,
providing dazzling brightness to all existing in
realms of unconsciousness,
filtering encrypted arena’s scattered along
innumerable pores of the body.

the celestial body of moon emitted placid beams of fluorescent color,
inhabiting infinite spaces on earth with dormant ecstasy,
injecting fuming patches of land with loads of dreamy sedation,
piercing through the entangled labyrinth of mind with body blows of solitude.

the multicolored silhouette of rainbow emitted a blend of translucent gas,
illuminating the murky persona of sky with a plethora of gaudy paint,
encompassing boundless regions of the mundane galaxy,
posing as an ultimate novelty to the eye when spotted in river water.

gigantic towers of the chimney emitted grey balls of obnoxious smoke,
hanging for incessant periods of time in mute shells of air,
polluting wild undergrowths of foliage with its abysmal caress,
stabbing innocent pedestrians with draughts of abhorrent contamination.

Crystal balls of eyes emitted palpable rays of empathy,
Melting the most obdurate of hearts existing,
Captivating all with their immaculate presence,
Transforming wretched individuals besieged with immortality,
Into sagacious personalities uttering tales of benevolent love.

Suicide; is a ghastily lingering spirit between resplendently sparkling heaven and diabolically ghastly hell,

Suicide; is the most desperately hedonistic crime committed against every conceivable fraternity of all mankind,

Suicide; is the most truculently unforgivable outburst of any organism; murderously imperiling the crux of symbiotically mesmerizing existence,

Suicide; is a ghoulishly amorphous abode; without the most infinitesimal trace of doors; windows and robustly functioning entities,

Suicide; is an indescribably treacherous venom; which brutally asphyxiates the impoverished ghost; even after the wholesome end of priceless life,

Suicide; is the most preposterously scurrilous corpse that incarcerated you from all sides; morbidly dampening every quintessential iota of your blood,

Suicide; is the most luridly mortifying death that an entity could ever undergo; ensuring that he indefatigably suffocated in diminutive lidfulls of water while the other world danced; everytime it was born,

Suicide; is the most ultimate curse of the devil upon every civilization; religion and tribe; afflicting the fabric of society like an uncontrollably lambasting tumor; which simply had no end,

Suicide; is perniciously sinister balderdash; the most incongruously distorted and heartlessly inclement fantasy; that the stinking pigs could ever construe,

Suicide; is a coffin of disparagingly bludgeoning solitude; a measly quavering insect being blown away into the aisles of nothingness; at even the most mercurial draught of infidel wind,

Suicide; is a salaciously jinxed witch casting her spell of unsurpassable doom; even upon the most blissfully gratifying of destinies,

Suicide; is a vindictively hollow and lecherously gawky edifice; baselessly wavering
towards the gallows of emptiness; without the most infinitesimal of foundations,

Suicide; is an inexplicably cancerous sorrow that gruesomely crucifies your soul; disdainfully maiming you on every step; for infinite more births of yours yet to unveil,
Suicide; is a flagrantly whipping extinction that had not the tiniest chance to ebulliently revive; stagnating in the prisons of torturously bleeding hell,

Suicide; is a flaccidly corpulent mosquito parasitically sucking blood every single day of its life; heartily preferring to sleep on a lavatory of derogatory shit; abrogating the most majestic of silken delights,

Suicide; is a chain of fanatically unpardonable misery; which perilously dries up every trace of mellifluously golden voice,

Suicide; is the most prurient caricature of vibrantly ecstatic life; slithering like an obnoxiously infected worm; in the junkyards of dissolutely demonic dilapidation,

Suicide; is dreadfully sinful abnegating of breath without the Lord’s consent; a misdeed which even his Omnisciently magnanimous grace; could never ever condone,

Suicide is a tunnel of blindness without any end; Suicide is the most punitive betrayal of truth; desire; dream and immortal love; Suicide is an unrelentingly bloodstained night which inconsolably cries,

Therefore massacre the very thought before it transcends you to commit forlorn suicide O! Man; and instead embrace timeless sensuality; instead embrace
enchanting beauty; instead embrace unconquerable life.

A warehouse of information,
a godown of electronic food grain,
with coagulated chips of telecommunication,
an instrument for incessant chat,
engraved with multiple numerals,
bold print of manufacturing firms,
dangling spirals of entwined rubber,
sealed to resistant cushioned plugs,
with shiny screw fasteners,
riveting a jugglery of charged fiber nodules,
entrapping signal waves from thick steel transmission cables,
interlocked with an array of codal communication,
bustling with feverish jingling activity,
piercing the air with melodious sounds,
flexing electronically configured vocal chords,
at instants of finger flesh,
in close proximity with protuberant plastic.
a pagan for exchanging emotions,
far distance business notes,
acclimatizing rural masses with marvels of electronic revolutions,
spanning unprecedented breadths of the countryside,
encompassing infinite habitats of survival,
with threads of indispensable sophistication.
an enviable transmitter of the human voice,
crowned as the electronic emperor
with a life span of more than a century,
and a gentle river of dial tone,
is what the telephone’s all about.

I watched television in fading hours of the evening,
resting against a cushioned foam of pure Dunlop,
pointing my large feet towards the placid moon,
twin pair of hands shielding my dreary eyes,
long quilt of rich satin engulfing my persona,
an uncorked bottle of white champagne full to the brim lying by my side,
crisp voices emanating from the t.v.set flooding my ears,
i was ecstatic beyond definition of pleasure,
relishing roasted chunks of fish curry,
with torrential rain splashing vociferously through the partially open window pane.

the sky barked loud echoes of lightening thunder,
swollen clouds collided with volatile intensity,
streaks of electricity swept across the galaxy,
magnified droplets of rain pelted down in vindication,
as masses of pitch dark air hovered dangerously above my house,
the inclement weather had taken complete toll on the proceedings.

the fury of rain was simply invincible,
fresh liquid now leaked from multiple cracks in the ceiling,
light switchboard sockets now oozed rain water,
sparks flew high and handsome from wire panels,
colossal consumption of alcohol had rendered me inalert,
as i alighted from my sleeping cave of kingly comfort,
to activate the switch for the morning alarm,
deathly chills of naked current ran through my entire body,
healthy blood froze in its veins,
the heart had stopped throbbing as an aftermath of shock,
my feeble knees couldn’t hold me any longer,
i collapsed in a heap on the wet floor,
realms of death strangulated me in entirety,
acrid sparks of current causing instant electrocution.

Acrid Sunlight peeps through the windshield,
Bifurcating shades of yellow and green,
As satiny curls of my dermis go berserk,
My luscious lips produce glowing embers of animated smile,
As stringent rays of palpable dimensions,
Smother the grievances of a scalding destiny,
Stitching adeptly the dungeons of devastation,
Halting boulders of vexation,
Through sweetened fruits of creation.
The vivid network of intermingled light,
Finally blazes across my incoherent eyes,
Prompting me to secure my grip on the driving wheel,
Dousing flames of perverted imagery,
Exorbitantly rekindling my faith in mankind.

cloud smokes of aroma rose tantalizingly in the air,
dull sheaths of cabin air were drenched with fragrance,
spotless patches of shirt were smeared with wet spray,
transparent beds of water got coated with musk flavor,
bunch of flowers in cane pots went berserk,
dry parchments of paper fluttered in glee,
sheets of polished wood bubbled in ecstasy,
bathroom tiles sparkled, smelt of fresh scotch whisky,
heavy curtain drapery greedily absorbed moisture,
grey crested peacock spread majestic wings to full circles,
bulky leather folders were enveloped in residue of molten wax,
wire meshed window grills breathed in scented air,
ceiling fan blades revolved faster with pepped exhilaration,
pure stone idols showed feeble signs of new found life,
straight walls of plaster leaned closer for mere caresses,
persian ground carpet raised its fur in insatiable desire,
electronic telephone developed shriller tunes,
as i sprayed the deer musk perfume at all quarters,
maniacally compressed the release button to its fullest capacity,
spreading its exotic effect to every inch of free space in my room.

an assembly of ornate utensils clashed down with fervor on the floor,
the ceiling fan got uprooted from its hinges,
there was a wailing echo emanating from the earth,
an avalanche of bulky rocks tumbled down the mountain slope,
blissful carpets of roads in the valley lay imprisoned beneath a river of mud,
gigantic trees which once breathed fire; now lay limp on the ground,
a fountain of cracks spread at maniacal speeds through walls in the edifice,
obstreperous sounds from the soil flooded the atmosphere,
a plethora of houses crumbled; like a pack of plastic cards,
sharp shards of metal flew haphazardly in the air,
rivers diverted their flow towards arid land,
animals hibernated from plush interiors of jungle to urban sands,
infinite denizens were sucked in ghastly crevices,
with immaculate children being torched by steaming curry of hot lava,
there was chaotic pandemonium on the once solitary streets,
people ran helter skelter; with tender siblings in hand,
the sun had forgotten to shine; the moon was juxtaposed behind clouds of oblivion,
my dwelling swayed like articulate swings of the golden circus,
with side slopes eventually caving in due to traumatic pressure of earth,
it was a gruesome catastrophe; which had decimated millions,
leaving their counterparts stranded on undulating hillocks of land,
the damage to life was unprecedented; with the whole nation reeling under the onslaught of mother nature,
some prayed to god for forgiveness; some for holistic solace,
the earthquake had measured 6.4 on the ritchers scale, lasting for a threadbare minimum of 10 seconds,
still able to assasinate minute traces of civilization; suckle the mightiest in blistering hot recesses of earth’s belly.

Lifeless chunks of grey metal adroitly sculptured to form a delectably curved hook at the absolute end; that imperiously dominated the fabric of emptiness,

altruistically hosting the cumbersome weight of clothes of myriad shapes; proportions; textures; and exhilarating embroidery – with mesmerizing aplomb and without the tiniest of respite,

a lucky mascot for some humans as they meticulously carried it on plethora of their overseas trips and fantabulous expeditions; neatly tucked in their snobbishly corporate travel cases – where it majestically crafted the outlines of their designer suits and somber trouser,

a harmlessly joyous toy for children of different caste; creed; color and tribe – as they exuberantly hoisted and galloped with it – feeling compassionate and safe with it tightly clenched in their dexterously nimble palms,

nestled silent and demure in some dilapidated corner of the cupboard; wholesomely neglected – and then all of a sudden escalating as the most cherished celebrity – when the owner was in a hurricane of a rush to beautifully stack his clothes away and retire for the day,

enabling that wondrously replenishing contentment to a lavish wardrobe; which would be terribly incomplete without it; as it had its own inimitable silhouette amidst a motley array of cloth; drawers; shelves; handles; paper; paint and mosquito,

serving as the most precocious substitute for a missing stick when its master most needed it – to tackle the notorious thieves that had barged in impromptu into the silken interiors of the house; brutally distorting and shattering the safety grill,

the unparalleled darling of shopping malls of incredulous varieties and proportions – where it rather pompously protruded in its full and unabashed glory from the rustic wall of the trial changing room,

gregarious in disposition as it virtually and veritably adapted garment of any texture with all their fancifully embodied accessories – wonderfully acclimatizing to the weather prevailing upon any continent of planet earth,

not exactly an artists or poet’s marvel to gorgeously fantasize about and tantalizingly crave for – but yet a quintessential item of utility for goodness – fabulously pampering a human’s most intricately exquisite clothes,

an astounding exemplification of unfettered camaraderie between humans of different religions and richness – as it never discriminated even an insouciant trifle whilst accomodating the mesmerizing robes of the princes and queens – or the disdainfully fetid rags of the beggar on the street; in miserably threadbare shambles and deplorably tattered,

magnificently substituting as the most handsomely delectable pulley to extricate new born babies; who had accidentally tumbled into the bottom of the listless pit originally meant to store salubrious food grain for the impoverished family,

an unbelievably stupendous geometrical combination of a rectangle and a triangle juxtaposed harmoniously together – the ramification of which; led to an object of amazingly ravishing utility and convivial charisma,

a beautifully philanthropic marvel who selflessly served persons of various ages and professions without expecting any kudos – at occasions even lambasted for nothing – as man wretchedly vented his frustration upon its fearless demeanor,

triumphantly majestic and romantically contemporary – as it inhabited the most pristine environs of the garlanded castle – and was also ironically the most orphaned chunk of steel on the solitary rods of the versatile marketplace,

a daintily privileged accompaniment that arrived alongwith the marvelously voluptuous dresses that true lovers gave each other; and then skillfully assisted them to assemble their variety of aristocratic paraphernalia,

stunningly used to stir spectacular assortments of various foods in the bohemian pan; resulting in rhapsodic victory of scrumptiously enriching meal prepared and unadulterated fun,

used by people to strengthen their arms; as they stretched its differently sculptured top and bottom ends in as far opposite directions as feasible in their mortal capacity; and then felt their muscles fantastically reinvigorated,

was the earnest hanger.