Monthly Archives: September 2006

Please irrefutably ensure O! Omnipresent Lord; that whenever my lips opened; they whispered something for enlightening the lives of countless orphaned children; they radiated something which was stunningly new; they sang something which had never ever been replicated before; and neither by own self; on the trajectory of this spell-bindingly royal planet.

Please irrefutably ensure O! Insuperable Lord; that whenever my fingers opened; they wrote something to trigger a smile on the faces of all those tyrannically molested; they wrote something which was inimitably new; they wrote something which had never ever been replicated before; and neither by very own self; on the trajectory of this wonderfully philanthropic planet…

Please irrefutably ensure O! Omnipotent Lord; that whenever my eyes opened; they radiated something to perpetuate compassion in every haplessly devastated echelon of humanity; they radiated something which was supremely new; they radiated something which had never ever been replicated before; and neither by my very own self; on the trajectory of this unbelievably redolent planet….

Please irrefutably ensure O! Impregnable Lord; that whenever my veins opened; they oozed something which perennially bonded every conceivable sect of living kind alike; they oozed something which was rhapsodically new; they oozed something which had never ever been replicated before; and by neither my very own self; on the trajectory of this everlastingly bountiful planet….

Please irrefutably ensure O! Undefeated Lord; that whenever my shoulders opened; they projected something which gave unflinchingly fearless conviction to every coward lurking in inexplicable trauma; they projected something which was incredulously new; they projected something which had never ever been replicated before; and neither by my very own self; on the trajectory of this timelessly celestial planet…

Please irrefutably ensure O! Unshakable Lord; that whenever my hair opened; they wafted something which permeated a gorge of unprecedented sensuousness in every robotically prejudiced cranny of the earth; they wafted something which was ingeniously new; they wafted something which had never ever been replicated before; and neither by my very own self; on the trajectory of this limitlessly enthralling planet…

Please irrefutably ensure O! Ever-pervading Lord; that whenever my toes opened; they tinkled something which induced a forest of unceasingly enthralling adventure in every nefariously prejudiced entity alive; they tinkled something which was brilliantly new; they tinkled something which had never ever been replicated before; and neither by my very own self; on the trajectory of this pristinely unlimited planet…

Please irrefutably ensure O! Omniscient Lord; that whenever my nostrils opened; they exhaled something which engendered pricelessly invincible life in every lugubriously stagnating corner of this earth; they exhaled something which was victoriously new; they exhaled something which had never ever been replicated before; and neither by my very own self; on the trajectory of this fragrantly ebullient planet…

Please irrefutably ensure O! Infallible Lord; that whenever my throat opened; it sang something to miraculously alleviate the pain of all those uncontrollably shivering and suffering; it sang something which was eternally new; it sang something which had never ever been replicated before; and neither by my very own self; on the trajectory of this triumphantly poignant planet…

Please irrefutably ensure O! Unimpeachable Lord; that whenever my fists opened; they highlighted something which diffused the sheer essence of altruistic humanity and not spurious destiny; they highlighted something which was majestically new; they highlighted something which had never ever been replicated before; and neither by my very own self; on the trajectory of this boundlessly burgeoning planet…

Please irrefutably ensure O! Benign Lord; that whenever my ears opened; they captured something which redefined the virtue of baselessly manipulative sensitivity hideously sunk into the world today; they captured something which was regally new; they captured something which had never ever been replicated before; and neither by my very own self; on the trajectory of this endlessly captivating planet…

Please irrefutably ensure O! Unassailable Lord; that whenever my armpits opened; they sweated something which ubiquitously disseminate the scent of victoriously honest perseverance; they sweated something which was marvelously new; they sweated something which had never ever been replicated before; and neither by my very own self; on the trajectory of this gigantically blessed planet…

Please irrefutably ensure O! Fearless Lord; that whenever my skin-pores opened; they sparked something which metamorphosed every trifle of morose impotency into an untamed cloudbursts of rekindling virility; they sparked something which was unimaginably new; they sparked something which had never ever been replicated before; and neither by my very own self; on the trajectory of this fantastically unbridled planet….

Please irrefutably ensure O! Almighty Lord; that whenever my brain opened; it fantasized something which perennially brought paradise and cheer to every quarter of this miserably cannibalistic earth; it fantasized something which was resplendently new; it fantasized something which had never ever been replicated before; and neither by my very own self; on the trajectory of this blissfully fructifying planet…

Please irrefutably ensure O! Indomitable Lord; that whenever my chest opened; it embraced something which tirelessly needed the cradle of selfless compassion; it embraced something which was uninterruptedly new; it embraced something which had never ever been replicated before; and neither by my very own self; on the trajectory of this magnetically rejuvenating planet…

Please irrefutably ensure O! Multi-Faceted Lord; that whenever my bones opened; they imbibed something which was the most undying epitome of universally undaunted courage; they imbibed something which was aristocratically new; they imbibed something which had never ever been replicated before; and neither by my very own self; on the trajectory of this handsomely unfettered planet…

Please irrefutably ensure O! Victorious Lord; that whenever my teeth opened; they masticated something which was the most panoramically symbiotic creation of nature divine; they masticated something which was effervescently new; they masticated something which had never ever been replicated before; and neither by my very own self; on the trajectory of this effulgently proliferating planet…

Please irrefutably ensure O! Celestial Lord; that whenever my conscience opened; it liberated something which was the most unimpeachable apogee of truth; it liberated something which was undauntedly new; it liberated something which had never ever been replicated before; and neither by my very own self; on the trajectory of this fantastically inscrutable planet…

But please irrefutably ensure O! Everlasting Lord; that whenever my heart opened; it definitely did throb something which united every single organism on this commercially cadaverous earth into threads of altruistic friendship; but every beat that it throbbed was just the same as the previous beat; indefatigably wanting to assimilate only love; love and nothing else but immortal love; from every entity alive and every corner of this wonderfully emollient planet…

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The afternoon of 2nd April was profusely bountiful; as
the Sun cast its flamboyantly Omnipotent spell; upon
even the most penuriously obsolete granules of soil,

The afternoon of 2nd April was unbelievably rhapsodic;
as vivaciously striped butterflies; melodiously
philandered over the; perennially blooming lotuses,

The afternoon of 2nd April was exotically enchanting;
as gorgeous waterfalls cascaded harmoniously from the
mountains; euphorically titillating dreary earth,

The afternoon of 2nd April was blissfully bestowing;
as fountains of ever pervading beauty; sprang in
ebulliently untamed unison; from the aisles of
orphaned nothingness,

The afternoon of 2nd April was blisteringly patriotic;
as unflinchingly scintillating soldiers fearlessly
marched forward; to impregnably defend their
ruthlessly imprisoned motherland,

The afternoon of 2nd April was ingratiatingly
heavenly; as gigantically enamoring festoons of
leaves; exotically placated all those aimlessly
loitering without the most insipid of roof,

The afternoon of 2nd April was marvelously majestic;
as a blanket of vividly fascinating rainbows;
poignantly enshrouded the fathomless firmament of blue
sky,

The afternoon of 2nd April was stupendously royal; as
an unsurpassable fleet of kingly eagles; indefatigably
encircled the gloriously misty cocoon of satiny
clouds,

The afternoon of 2nd April was impeccably candid; as
even the most disastrously beleaguered of
conscience’s; irrefutably drifted towards the
corridors of unassailable truth,

The afternoon of 2nd April was exhilaratingly
adventurous; as torrentially frosty winds of
timelessness; ecstatically gushed past the
unsurpassably grandiloquent landscapes,

The afternoon of 2nd April was incredulously mystical;
as the endless undulations of the ravishing forests;
incessantly reverberated; with an ocean of melodious
nightingale sounds,

The afternoon of 2nd April was magically articulate;
as an incomprehensible of gregarious spiders;
rhetorically spun dwellings of pure silk; within
lightening seconds of time,

The afternoon of 2nd April was insurmountably
passionate; as insatiably infatuated lovers; took
clandestine reprieve behind the honey drenched
meadows; to have the most tantalizing time of their
lives,

The afternoon of 2nd April was overwhelmingly
sacrosanct; as young ones replenished their bodies to
the most unprecedented limits; amiably bouncing in the
lap of their divinely mother’s,

The afternoon of 2nd April was splendidly persevering;
each instant of the tickling clock; unfurled into a
river of marvelously well deserved sweat; and
exotically gratifying hard work,

The afternoon of 2nd April was eternally vibrant; as
the winds of magnanimous graciousness; compassionately
embraced all those; engulfed with treacherous misery
and traumatized pain,

The afternoon of 2nd April was seductively whispering;
as the boundless fleet of fish and celestially rising
waves; congenially kissed till times immemorial,

The afternoon of 2nd April was unshakably invincible;
as Omnipresent God’s in the cosmos; magnificently
feasted upon all harmoniously endless bliss; upon the
trajectory of this colossal planet,

And although it had embossed in it all ingredients to
make it passionately special; the afternoon of 2nd
April for me was immortally priceless; as there lay
the most wonderful gift of the Lord’s creation in my
fervently outstretched palms; there lay my princely
and first daughter KAVYA…

(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.

I kept the reinvigorating pints of soda securely in a
transparent bottle; tightly clasping the lid with
screws of scintillating steel,

I kept the cubes of exotically transparent ice; in the
inner most dormitories of the freezing refrigerator;
overwhelmingly engulfed by a chilling calm,

I kept the conglomerate of stupendously redolent
flowers in a grandiloquent vase; as they wafted their
heavenly scent to every cranny of my profusely
amicable dwelling,

I kept the battalion of gaudy shirts in cloistered
interiors of my bedroom closet; wholesomely
sequestered from even the most minuscule trace of
alien light,

I kept the festoon of glittering jewels in the
invincible realms of the bank locker; ensuring their
perpetual safety against the deadliest of invasion,

I kept the bulky wallet in the back pocket of my
handsomely jaded trousers; meticulously safe guarding
the crisply bundled notes of currency; against
disdainful dirt and storm,

I kept the swanky automobile in the delectably compact
garage; shielding it from salaciously ogling eyes and
acrimonious beams of sweltering Sunshine,

I kept the germicidal tablet of stringent soap in
proximity with the lavatory seat; to wholesomely
annihilate even the last bit of stench adhering
intransigently to my palms,

I kept scattered sheaf of random papers compiled
safely in a cardboard file; ensuring that they
appeared in a scrupulously chronological order;
whenever the whites of my eye tried to glimpse them,

I kept the obnoxious buts of ash extruding from my
cigar in an emerald ashtray; insurmountably seeing to
it that the smoke died a ghastly death; there in
itself,

I kept the fabulously studded designer belt on the
shimmering hook; gliding like a majestic snake;
kissing carpets of seductive air as it cascaded down
like an angel,

I kept the cartons of appetizing fruit pulp on the
sparkling kitchen slab; feasting my eyes profoundly on
the bunch; each time I felt even the tiniest pang of
hunger reverberate in my stomach,

I kept the sounds of the melodiously chirping cuckoo;
impregnably imprisoned in my ears; cherishing the
mesmerizing tunes in my mind; in times of unfathomable
distress,

I kept the pet rabbits in their amicably warm kennel;
sheltering them from the vicious onslaught of wildly
frenzied wolves,

I kept the gruesomely orphaned eggs in the
compassionately moist nest; for them to blossom into
blissful fledglings of vibrant tomorrow,

I kept the mystically enamoring and checkered
chessboard close to the lawns; maneuvering the royally
embellished pieces while transgressing through a
blanket of glistening dew drops,

I kept the sachet of tangy peppermints in the topmost
compartment of my shirt; popping a pill every now and
again into my mouth; to impart that reinvigorating
spice to my monotonously treacherous life,

I kept the idol of my sacrosanct mother in my
conscience and my mind; leaning upon it in my times of
insurmountably escalating tension; times when I was
about to embark on any new expedition in life,

And I kept her love always deep inside my heart;
bonding my impoverished soul with hers for countless
more births; bonding my breath with hers for
fathomless more lives to unveil….

(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.

Don’t try to purchase him with the unfathomable armory
of your spurious wealth; dictating to him the spurious
norms of your monotonously conventional lifestyle,
Just sit by his side sharing his joy and pain; and
then witness him cling perpetually close to your
heart; instead…

Don’t try to intimidate him with your treacherous set
of rules and bombastic regulations; tyrannizing him to
stand first in his class,
Just play with him uninhibitedly in your lap; and
witness him make you feel the richest man alive;
showering his celestial smile; instead…

Don’t try and teach him textbooks of manipulative
corporate management indefatigably throughout the
blazing day; stringently whipping him as he made the
tiniest of mistake,
Just wholeheartedly share with him the experiences of
your life; and then witness him scrap the most
inconspicuous iota of agony from your anguished blood;
instead…

Don’t try and dress him up according to your pompous
tastes and desires; brutally ordering him to shake
hands with your sanctimoniously attired mates in the
baseless party hall,
Just stand for what he was; wherever he wanted; and
then witness him bestow upon you an infinite lives; be
only yours for centuries immemorial; instead…

Don’t try and slave him to your every command; taking
undue advantage of his boisterous youth and inherent
charm,
Just philander and gallivant with him rhapsodically
through the mystical hills; genuinely admiring the
most diminutive of his attribute; and then witness him
bloom into your every philanthropic dream; instead…

Don’t try and challenge his immaculate persona with
your inevitably acquired knowledge; ruthlessly
assassinating his innocent suggestions,
Just let him pursue the dreams that he wanted;
inspiring him to be the very best in the mission of
his heart; and then witness him become the
unfathomable pride of your impoverished soul; instead…

Don’t scare the winds out of his Godly countenance;
making him retreat in his shivering cocoon; the minute
you stepped like a white collared tycoon from the
office,
Just embrace him ardently with both arms; talk to him
like the best friend of his life; and then witness him
enlighten the tunnels of frantic desperation in your
eyes; instead…

Don’t penalize him for his inadvertently committed
misdeeds; belting your fanatic frustrations of the
day upon his intricately tender visage,
Just free him from the chains of your parasitically
congenial society; making him feel the strongest
entity alive in the warmth of your chest; and then
witness him become the jewel of your blind eyes; as
well as of the entire Nation; instead…

And don’t make him feel as if you were only his
guardian; feeding him whenever he desired; providing
him cloth and shelter only because his veins carried
rudiments of your own blood,
Just treat him as your immortal son; a friend to him
when he was mischievous; a philosopher when he
indispensably needed your vast experiences of life;
and then witness him tirelessly call you; love you; as
father; instead…

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I endlessly kept committing a pathetic graveyard of
flagrant idiosyncrasies; just so that you could
correct me; with the eternally magical righteousness
in your bountiful voice,

I endlessly kept tossing and turning on the
coldbloodedly laconic floor; just so that you could
put me to heavenly sleep; with the compassionately
timeless sensuousness in your tantalizing fingers,

I endlessly kept speaking derogatorily insipid lies;
just so that you could Omnipotently enlighten me; with
the essence of unassailably glorious truth in your
unflinching stride,

I endlessly kept myself egregiously emaciated; just so
that you could majestically placate my every desire;
with the fortress of invincible camaraderie in your
impeccable eyes,

I endlessly kept nonchalantly staring at meaningless
bits of barren sky; just so that you could stupefy me
to the most unprecedented limits; with the mesmerizing
cadence in your magnetic senses,

I endlessly kept maliciously abusing whosoever I
encountered in my way; just so that you could teach me
to be civilized; with the principles of priceless
humanity ubiquitously disseminating from your every
breath,

I endlessly kept fretting and fuming at everything
that was laid my way; just so that you could
marvelously quell all my lunatic restlessness; with
the regally silken charisma of your soul,

I endlessly kept executing the most abashing of
spelling mistakes; just so that you could
aristocratically enrich me; with your insuperably
magnificent power of linguistics,

I endlessly kept myself drearily dirty and languishing
like a chunk of insipid shit; just so that you could
rejuvenate even the most infinitesimal of my
traumatized senses; with the insatiable exuberance in
your victorious leap,

I endlessly kept bruising myself without the slightest
rhyme or reason; just so that you could perennially
anoint my disastrously slavering wounds; with the
religion of impregnable humanity in your divinely
palms,

I endlessly kept agnostically repenting every
beautiful moment of my life; just so that you could
ingratiatingly drift me towards the skies of the
unconquerably Omniscient Lord; with your spirit of
patriotically blazing freedom,

I endlessly kept impudently slandering my revered
elders; just so that you could royally mitigate me
from the crutches of crucifying mercilessness; with
the unbelievably altruistic tranquility enshrouding
your humble existence,

I endlessly kept ridiculing the most handsomely
symbiotic ideals of creation; just so that you could
make me blend with the celestial rudiments of my
creation; with the goodness of your magnanimously
sacred spontaneity,

I endlessly kept skeptically surmising about even the
most harmonious of saints; just so that you could
beautifully filter the acrimonious dirt from my mind;
with your undauntedly untamed conviction,

I endlessly kept sadistically victimizing my own self;
just so that you could perpetually guide me towards
the most wonderfully replenishing salvation of my
life; with the carpet of your resplendently
embellished desires,

I endlessly kept uncontrollably shivering under the
deathly chill of the scurrilously vindictive night;
just so that you could entwine me in your splendidly
humanitarian warmth; with the inferno of boundless
desire rampantly simmering in every pore of your skin,

I endlessly kept preposterously indulging myself into
a plethora of imperiling vices; just so that you could
metamorphose my entire personality into that of a
synergistically innocuous organism; with the mantra of
ebullient triumph radiating unstoppably from your
eyelashes,

I endlessly kept forgetting even the most
quintessentially vital things; just so that you could
pamper the child in me to the most unfathomable
fullest; inundate my diminutively impoverished life
with the limitless happiness in your everlasting soul,

And I endlessly kept trying to extinguish every speck
of my beleaguered existence; just so that you could
incarcerate my penuriously quavering senses in the
entrenchment of your immortally blessing love;
blissfully uniting our lives in holy matrimony; for
times even after infinite more births of ours yet to
come…

(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.

If God gave them just one wish; then the gruesomely
blind; would irrefutably ask for majestically glorious
mirrors of explicit sight,

If God gave it just one wish; then the treacherously
scorched desert; would irrefutably ask for cloudbursts
of tumultuously rhapsodic and bountiful rain,

If God gave them just one wish; then the devastatingly
dumb; would irrefutably ask for stupendously
captivating melody; drifting like an angel from his
deprived mouth,

If God gave them just one wish; then the disastrously
dying; would irrefutably ask for blooming anecdotes of
a blissful life,

If God gave it just one wish; the abominably stinking
gutter; would irrefutably ask for ingratiating scent
and stupendously royal charm,

If God gave it just one wish; then the overwhelmingly
distraught spider crippled badly on soil; would
irrefutably ask for silvery strands of fathomlessly
mesmerizing web,

If God gave it just one wish; then the perpetually
still and ghastly corpse; would irrefutably ask for
perennial waterfalls of euphoric life,

If God gave it just one wish; then the truculently
shattered mirror; would irrefutably ask for being a
scintillating blanket of glass once again; shimmering
in the aisles of insatiable desire and grandiloquent
opulence,

If God gave it just one wish; then the pathetically
devastated and frigidly soggy branch; would
irrefutably ask for astoundingly proliferating into a
handsome flurry of intoxicating green leaves;
mystically blending with the winds,

If God gave them just one wish; then the irrevocably
stone deaf; would irrefutably ask for even the most
infinitesimally sensitive wave of sound; to
tantalizingly tingle each of their saddened senses,

If God gave them just one wish; then the agonizingly
stumbling maim; would irrefutably ask for robust pairs
of astutely galloping legs; transporting them
triumphantly; to the ultimate zenith of enthralling
paradise,

If God gave it just one wish; then the acrimoniously
bitter cactus; would irrefutably ask for a mountain of
resplendent silk; to wholesomely camouflage its
murderously sinister persona,

If God gave it just one wish; then the insurmountably
rusty knife; would irrefutably ask for piquantly
pepped up sharpness; slicing with astronomical ease
through the most obdurately stony vegetable skin,

If God gave him just one wish; then the profusely
castigated artist; would irrefutably ask for every
cranny of this monotonously lackadaisical planet; to
be enshrouded with the magic of his ebullient
craftsmanship,

If God gave it just one wish; then the invidiously
strangulate lip; would irrefutably ask for an
unsurpassable ocean of celestially endowing smiles,

If God gave them just one wish; then the
incomprehensibly old and withering; would irrefutably
ask for those euphoric moments of their lives which
they cherished the most; a blissful place to eternally
rest in wonderful heaven,

If God gave it just one wish; then the nostalgically
magnificent photograph; would irrefutably ask to
marvelously rejoice all those beautifully enchanting
moments; till times beyond immortal reality,

If God gave it just one wish; then the uncouthly
kicked beggar on the streets; would irrefutably ask
for boundless treasuries; overflowing with fabulous
silk and a sky showering glittering diamonds on every
step that he tread,

And if God gave me just one wish; then my
impoverishedly betrayed heart; would irrefutably ask
for love; love; and only impregnable love; invincibly
making me laugh in the face of bizarre adversity;
achieving the most fulfilling mission of my destined
life…

(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.

Just one smile of hers; was enough to make me forget
my ocean of unprecedented sorrow,

Just one tear of hers; was enough to make me melt in
meek submission on the cold ground,

Just one word of hers; was enough to make me perceive
the entire Universe; drown into an ocean of boundless
enchantment,

Just one dimple of hers; was enough to make me
profoundly admire beauty; uninhibitedly engulf myself
into a fabulous paradise,

Just one shadow of hers; was enough to make me solve
all enigmas of life; immensely simplify my
incredulously complicated existence,

Just one finger of hers; was enough to make me become
oblivious to my entire body; become completely immune
to the most bizarre of pain,

Just one hair of hers; was enough to make me imagine
the most spell binding images incarcerated in this
world; the ravishing softness and poignant melody
lingering in the atmosphere,

Just one lip of hers; was enough to make me swirl in
tumultuously passionate desire; make me perpetually
long for sweet nectar entrapped in the golden
beehives,

Just one shout of hers; was enough to make me forget
all my fears; stand like an invincible fortress in the
way of whatever was trying to invidiously harm her,
Just one leg of hers; was enough to make me
astoundingly gasp; ignite dormant infernos sleeping
lazily in my soul,

Just one whistle of hers; was enough to make me
ecstatically dance; gyrate my body uncontrollably
under the pearly midnight moon,

Just one tongue of hers; was enough to make me
gruesomely famished; long for all the tantalizing food
that sizzled on this planet,

Just one fist of hers; was enough to make me envisage
about all the muscle that wandered on this globe;
generated impregnable power in my supremely dreary
bones,

Just one eye of hers; was enough to make me indulge in
astronomically flirtatious mischief; tease the grass
stalks and whatever else came my way; as I languidly
trespassed on chocolate brown soil,

Just one look of hers; was enough to make me to forget
my reflection; profusely blend myself with the
titillating mascara adorning her lashes,

Just one scent of hers; was enough to make me to
condemn all other perfume; inhale her enamoring
persona for fathomless decades to unleash,

Just one breath of hers; was enough to make me swoon
on the ground; transform into a celestial reverie for
times immemorial,

Just one heart beat of hers; was enough to make me
overwhelmingly love; gather all the strength and
tenacity required to fight for existence,

And just one stare of hers; was enough to make me
relinquish palpable life; pack my bag for the royal
heavens and die…

(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.

Life is an amalgamation of infinite emotions;
perpetual happiness is just one of them,

Life is a blend of infinite scents; the fragrance of
invincible success is just one of them,

Life is a labyrinth of infinite paths; the road to
irrefutable truth is just one of them,

Life is a rainbow of infinite colors; the shade of
profound empathy is just one of them,

Life is a cloud of infinite perceptions; seductively
ravishing fantasy is just one of them,

Life is a conglomerate of infinite flames; unrelenting
passion is just one of them,

Life is a combination of infinite winds; the air of
boisterous rhapsody is just one of them,

Life is a compilation of infinite words; vivacious
newness is just one of them,

Life is a quiver full of infinite arrows; the dagger
of blissful contentment is just one of them,

Life is a forest of infinite berries; the fruit of
selfless sacrifice is just one of them,

Life is a calendar of infinite dates; the day of fresh
birth is just one of them,

Life is a coalition of infinite rivers; the waters of
heavenly prosperity are just one of them,

Life is an assimilation of infinite anecdotes; an
encounter with exuberant adventure is just one of
them,

Life is a journey of infinite moods; amicably smiling
lips is just one of them,

Life is a mountain of infinite burrows; the cave of
unfathomable enchantment is just one of them,

Life is a myriad of infinite pearls; the jewel of self
purification is just one of them,

Life is a wall of infinite mirrors; the glass candidly
portraying an explicit identity is just one of them,

Life is a whirlpool of infinite patterns; the dance of
perennially euphoric triumph is just one of them,

Life is a consortium of infinite feelings; the element
of benevolent care is just one of them,

Life is a hill with infinite summits; the peak of
astronomically fortified conviction is just one of
them,

Life is an ocean of philosophies; the perspective of
independent existence is just one of them,

Life is an agglomerate of infinite shapes and forms;
the contours of impeccable beauty are just one of
them,

Life is a tornado of infinite messengers; the
harbinger of everlasting peace is just one of them,

Life is a garden of infinite virtues; immortally
unconquerable love is just one of them,

And life is a culmination of infinite beats; the
rhythm of the passionately palpitating heart is just
one of them….

(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.

There were an infinite fraternities of scents
available to wonderfully mollify just one of my
disdainfully agitated armpit; wholesomely transcend
over the dreadfully preposterous stench emanating,

There were an infinite shades of mascara available to
stupendously enthrall just one of my obnoxiously
beleaguered eyelash; engender it to marvelously
outshine every maelstrom; tornado or the fiercest of
inexorable rain,

There were an infinite colors of lipstick available to
fantastically embellish just one my fretfully
grotesque lip; grant it the status of a gloriously
uncrowned fairy; for centuries unprecedented,

There were an infinite shapes of swords available to
majestically brandish my just one of my disparagingly
bereaved bone; make it feel like patriotically blazing
and invincible warriors; even against the most
acrimoniously cannibalistic of attack,

There were an infinite synchronizations of music
available to sensuously titillate just one of my
hedonistically emaciated eardrum; replenish its
compassionate hollows with the most unbelievably
mellifluous and rhapsodically tantalizing sounds,

There were an infinite textbooks of sagaciously
perspicacious literature available to beautifully
enlighten just one my horrendously illiterate senses;
blissfully metamorphose even the most inconspicuous
trace of lecherous nothingness in my soul; into a
fountain of Omnipotent learning,

There were an infinite varieties of exotically
iridescent pearls available to handsomely adorn just
one of the gorily sinister contours of my hapless
neck; transform it into a royal queen’s necklace for
as long as this planet existed,

There were an infinite curvatures of sun-glass
available to incredulously sequester just one of my
truculently blood-shot eye; hypnotize it into a
paradise of arcane seduction; even under the most
savagely blistering rays of the sweltering mid-day
Sun,

There were an infinite forms of titillating wine
available to liberate just one of my satanically
incarcerated senses; foment me to uninhibitedly
express my miserably lambasted inner self,

There were an infinite fabulous dreams available to
profoundly rekindle my just one part of my
hedonistically whipped mind; catapult me to a land
more higher and handsome than unbelievably celestial
paradise,

There were an infinite scrumptious delicacies
available to marvelously placate just one pang of
rapaciously growling hunger in my stomach; making me
feel as the most pricelessly contented organism on
this Universe; after I consumed the same with untamed
gusto,

There were an infinite dials of luminously trendy
watches available to regally adorn just one of my
uncontrollably quavering wrist; enthrallingly binding
it in the righteously punctilious definitions of
discerning time,

There were an infinite silhouettes of bewitchingly
titillating vixens available to timelessly arouse just
one cranny of my drearily despondent flesh; transport
me into the corridors of Kingly cloud nine; for
countless more births of mine,

There were an infinite molds of aristocratic candles
available to beautifully enlighten just one of my
disparagingly dolorous and ignominiously slandering
night; make me feel like the ultimate silken Moon
shimmering brilliantly on the trajectory of boundless
earth,

There were an infinite cylinders of quintessentially
artificial blood and breath available to Omnipotently
reinvigorate just one of my horrendously dying form;
bestow me upon with cardinal pints of divinely life,

There were an infinite brands of astounding blades
available to stringently scrap just one whisker of
unceremoniously bedraggled beard from my cheeks;
rendering them more immutably sparkling than the
candidly scintillating mirrors,

There were an infinite springs of redolent water
available to bathe and amazingly quench just one
element of my sordidly disheveled skin; annihilate
even the most mercurial speck of unsolicited alien
dirt from my disgustingly crumbling persona,

There were an infinite types of state-of-the-art
fabric available to compassionately embrace just one
of my impoverishedly trembling caricature; impregnate
in it the tenacity to face even the most wretchedly
freezing of circumstance,

Paradoxically; just one girl on this entire unending
Universe; none other but just one girl out of
countless girls symbiotically existing; was available;
was enough to bless and insuperably bond with an
infinite beats of my unsurpassably passionate and
relentlessly wandering heart; for an infinite more
births of mine…

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No ornaments of gold needed; to embellish my body,

No chunks of land needed; for me to tread blissfully on
this earth,

No flames of fire needed; to warm me and illuminate
My night,

No streams of water needed; to wash myself and
rejuvenate my senses to the pinnacle of ecstasy,

No island of Sun needed; to impart warmth to my life,

No strawberry sweets needed; to placate my dying
Taste buds,

No rainbow in the sky needed; to vivaciously glimmering
my eyes,

No sparkling slabs of glass needed; in which I
Could sight my reflection,

No salt needed; to add pinches of exotic taste to
My food,

No grandiloquent watch needed; to accurately apprise
me of every second unleashing,

No enchanting music needed; to pacify my agitated
senses,

No tantalizing dance needed; to wake me up from
Dreary sleep,

No gaudy clothes needed; to sequester me from
Bizarre cold,
No morsels of rice and curd needed to appease
My insatiable hunger,

No spurious armory of smiles needed; to unrelentingly
shower upon me droplets of pure rain,

No tears of empathy needed; to sympathize with me in
my times of affliction and distress,

No books of literature needed to; enrich my
Knowledge about the historical times,

No cherries and wine needed; to entertain me beyond the
point of no control,

No draughts of cool air needed; to wipe of the
Sweat trickling down my nape,

No bundles of currency needed; to execute all
My desires to lavishly spend,

No bombastic attention needed; to escalate me to
The corridors of supreme fame,

No cushions of grass needed; to shield my feet from a
ground laid with acerbic thorns,

No blood needed; to circulate in my body granting me
the tenacity to gush forward,

No ideals needed; to chisel a new and philosophical
chapter in life,

No lights needed; to guide me ahead after stringently
breaking through the darkness of the gruesome night,

No palaces needed; to serve me oligarchic cuisine;
with the triangular crown placed fancily on my head,

No bones needed; to fortify my body; grant me the
resilience to fight against the uncouth society,

No garlands needed; to felicitate me sanctimoniously;
loud speakers announcing my presence in every road
and street,

No dreams needed; to tingle the chords of rampant
imagination; place me in a paradise of lost fairies,

No love needed; to maneuver me into a world of
passionate romance; ignite unburned desires of my soul,

No breath needed; to peacefully meditate; carry on the
chapter of harmonious existence,

JUST ME AND MY CREATOR; STARING PROFOUNDLY AT EACH
OTHER; WITH MY HEAD KNELT IN MEEK SUBMISSION IN HIS
LAP; AND THE OMNIPOTENT POWER IN HIS PALMS; BESIEGING
MY HEART WITH PERENNIAL HAPPINESS; PUTTING ME TO AN
ETERNAL SLEEP; WITH THE WORLD FAILING MISERABLY
THISTIME TO DISTURB ME…

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