Poetry on God, World Peace, Love, Anti Terror, Friendship, Humanity, Aids, Environment, Blindness, by Indian Poet Nikhil Parekh

YES…

Tue, 12 Aug 2008 12:04:30 GMT

YES…

Do I write poetry to be in due obeisance of the Omnipotent Lord and
his perpetual Universe of effervescent creations; admire his
Omniscient glory which destined every life- beyond every science could
ever dare to be or do?

Do I write poetry to slacken the strings of my otherwise frenetically
estranged heart; so that it commenced to sing the tunes of the most
bountifully mellifluous of an existence?

Do I write poetry to admire the fathomless terrains of lush green
grass and bizarre barrenness alike; which maneuvered my brain to
perceive of the stark candidness of God's inscrutable creation?

Do I write poetry to languish in the aisles of unfettered desire;
fantasy and charm; as the ruthless monotony of the betraying planet
got more and more sinfully robotized outside?

Do I write poetry to celestially mollify the agony of my restlessly
bohemian fingers; which inherently felt that the best shape they could
ever give to blessed life-was in the form of surreal tantalizing
words?

Do I write poetry to paint the canvas of this triumphantly undying
Universe in an ocean of alphabets; all of ravishing sizes; shapes and
forms to evolve the most royally vivid moments and memories of all
times?

Do I write poetry to tantalize every cranny of the living brain to
dream beyond realms of the unknown; take a much deserved break from
the rigmarole of survival and astoundingly levitate to the hilt of the
fantasy clouds?

Do I write poetry to metamorphose every soul inflamed in abhorrent
terrorism and gloom; into an evergreen field of miraculous flowers
which forever bloomed into the mists of love?

Do I write poetry to perennially tingle the chords of a flagrantly
dying imagination; to rise high and handsome from the fetid corpse and
emboss the definition of a whole new optimistic dawn with the imprint
of humanity?

Do I write poetry to grant even the most infinitesimal droplet of
sweat of my flailing form; the status of a King; a King who crafts his
own kingdom of desire with the insatiable intensity of his existence?

Do I write poetry to make love to every organism symbiotically alive;
as the poetic waterfall of infallible beauty; unflinchingly rose above
every circumcised definition of caste; creed; religion; color and
tribe—forever bonding with a united singleton mass of love?

Do I write poetry to rhapsodically transport into golden days of
childhood; bring out that very untamed freshness of innocuous creation
in every piece of verse that timeslessly yearns to trace its
quintessential roots?

Do I write poetry to do justice to the best asset of my life; which I
intrinsically believe has been bestowed upon me by the Omnipresent
Lord; and which I wanted to pursue since my very first fiery breath?

Do I write poetry to find what they called heavenly paradise after
death; right here in the throes of castrated confusion and sadistic
war; rampantly ravaging through the divinely fabric of mother soil?

Do I write poetry to pursue the inevitable magnetic pull towards every
nerve of my beleaguered persona; which solely led me into the
corridors of panoramic fantasy reigning supreme till the very end?

Do I write poetry to express the innermost feelings of my soul in the
most articulate manner possible; when whatever other expression that I
leaned upon-- seemed a complete insane balderdash to the planet
outside?

Do I write poetry to woo the most horrendous of my foes to perpetually
unite with me; then undauntedly surge forward with them together to
befriend every despairing shadow out there; in the blessed cradle of
our love?

Do I write poetry to give back to the globe all the goodness that it
copiously sprinkled on me; made me feel worthwhile and alive whilst
finding my own foothold on ground; which by God's grace was the very
foundation for all these poetic lines?

Do I write poetry to experience being the richest man alive till times
beyond infinity; irrespective of whether the markets rose or fall;
irrespective of whether there was a cloth on my body or not---simply
and solely based on the power of my effulgent thought?

Do I write poetry to live and to die without the tiniest of
hesitation; treat both these aspects of unimpeachable existence
wondrously alike; and as the ultimate gifts from the heaven of the
Almighty Divine?

Well Well. Some of you would kill me or let me live irrespective of my
saying a "Yes" or "No" to all of the above….

So let me just "Live" or "Die" –whatever's destined---by holding my
head high and equal amongst you. And say what I've always wanted to
say. "YES".

(c)(R)copyright by Nikhil Parekh. All rights reserved.

I'd keep loving you; till the end of this life…

Sun, 08 Jun 2008 18:26:43 GMT

I fervently admired you; because you admired God; lived each instant
of your life ineffably wonderstruck at the beauty of his limitless
creation; the unparalleled charisma that radiated from each element of
his atmosphere,

I timelessly sought you; because you sought God; made him your only
shoulder to lean upon; in your times of inexplicable duress as well as
when you spiraled high and handsome in the clouds of invincible
happiness,

I relentlessly imagined you; because you imagined God; let your mind
devotedly wander in the realms of his fathomless Omnipotent Light;
without the most inconspicuous iota of the devil pillaging in,

I devoutly followed you; because you followed God; choosing the most
irrefutably honest pathways of existence; though it meant going
through an ordeal more traumatizing than what hell could be,

I uninhibitedly kissed you; because you kissed God; hugging his idol
of simpleton medieval stone; but which had the unfathomable power of
demolishing and recreating this world an infinite times,

I irrevocably believed you; because you believed God; accepted
everything and anything unfurling around you as a part of impoverished
destiny; and only in the betterment of this majestic planet and its
good,

I inexhaustibly cherished you; because you cherished God; found the
ultimate mantra of living life to the fullest and in harmony with
mother nature; in every current of wind that enveloped your stride,

I inevitably found you; because you found God; not beyond the horizons
beyond your pragmatic reach; but in every bit of compassionately
humanitarian goodness that you displayed to each of your fellow living
kind,

I quintessentially felt you; because you felt God; in every ounce of
the boundless atmosphere and earth around; since it functioned and
flourished at solely his eternal commands; and he was its
unconquerably Omnipresent Creator,

I unhesitatingly beseeched you; because you beseeched God; asked him
above anyone else on this unceasing earth; to grant you with the
tenacity to live and let live each inimitably priceless moment of
life,

I wholeheartedly trusted you; because you trusted God; looked ardently
forward to every optimistic dawn to grant you with the reinvigorated
vigor of life; make the beats of your existence dance to the tunes of
Creator Divine,

I untiringly related to you; because you related to God; bonding with
his unassailably Omniscient spirit for times immemorial; when even the
thickest of your family and blood related kin had ruthlessly abandoned
you,

I passionately sketched you; because you sketched God; endeavoring
your very best to embed even an infinitesimal fraction of his
Universe's beauty on the desolate canvas of your heart; till the time
he destined you to live,

I crisply saluted you; because you saluted God; humbly nestling those
palms against the forehead and towards the ever-pervading heavens; at
every single opportunity that you got to thank him for this bountiful
life,

I wholeheartedly invited you; because you invited God; as the first
and last symbol of unshakable power and splendor-- to bless every
philanthropic expedition of life; that you commenced upon,

I fearlessly spoke to you; because you spoke to God; confiding in him
the most insouciant apprehension of your heart; when the globe outside
had turned a brutal deaf ear; and blackmailed you at the slightest
opportunity that came their way,

I undyingly worshipped you; because you worshipped God; abnegating the
entire material wealth of this planet; if it came in your way of
kneeling in due and unhindered obeisance at his Omnipresent feet,

I immortally loved you; because you loved God; abruptly walking out on
everything that you'd assimilated and inherently related to you; to
forever bond with his heavenly light of impregnable truth,

But believe me. Even if you weren't all of the above and were a
non-believer of God from the core of your heart----I would still love
you as much.

Because whether you believe in God or not; I resolutely believe that
it was only God who's created everything on earth---including atheists
like you. And being one of his infinite son's it is my duty to love,
respect, adore and befriend each of his creations---though sadly they
be against him. And thus I'd keep loving you irrespective; till the
end of this lifetime….

(c)(R)copyright by Nikhil parekh. All rights reserved.

Man-The Biggest Hypocrite…

Wed, 04 Jun 2008 15:38:40 GMT

He thanked the simmering rays of the Sun from the innermost realms of
his heart; for compassionately befriending his every heartlessly
chilly winter morning,
Whilst the same man unrelentingly abused the same Sun for transforming
him into a gutter of disdainful sweat; as the peak of afternoon crept
by and he trespassed his terrace barefoot…

He thanked the voluptuous puffs of clouds for permeating each instant
of his otherwise bedraggled day; with unparalleled fantasies of
desire; charm and inseparable longing,
Whilst the same man viciously abused the same clouds for bruising him
beyond repair; as he stumbled into the valley shouting for his life;
losing his footing into the velvety fading light….

He thanked the tree to no end for providing him the most blissful
shade of his life; wading all his worries to an eternal rest as he
uninhibitedly slept on its motherly trunk,
Whilst the same man intransigently abused the same tree for becoming
an infuriating hindrance; as he frantically searched for his beloved
amidst the fathomless network of forest grapevines; branches; stalks
and leaf….

He thanked the gigantic waves till his last trace of voice; for
rhythmically lifting his boat high and handsome towards the sky; with
poetically vivacious strokes galore,
Whilst the same man bawdily abused the same waves for betraying him as
he sank to the rock bottom of the ocean with his boat; suddenly not
able to withstand the undefeated flamboyancy of the waves anymore….

He thanked the surreally silent night with all his might; for giving
him that much needed inevitable reprieve from the vagaries of this
planet; where every robotic morning of worry led him to think only
suicide,
Whilst the same man unsparingly abused the same night for rendering
him in a state of abject loneliness; deserting him in fear of being
indiscriminately robbed as he incoherently babbled with the winds….

He thanked the unflinchingly straight walls with tears of gratitude in
his eyes; for being his best and most faithful companion; as he talked
to them when the entire world shunted and made parodies of his
eccentric delights,
Whilst the same man vindictively abused the same walls for badly
bruising his nose and imprisoning him till eternity; each time he
tried to run and feel the fresh atmosphere; outside….

He thanked the fathomless desert for triggering his imagination to the
most unprecedented limits; as the endless expanse of golden sands made
him a spontaneous artist filled with prolific joy of the living kind,
Whilst the same man inconsolably abused the same desert for making him
completely lose his moorings; hopelessly stranding him amidst a
labyrinth of only dust; as he winced to take on the force of one of
his chilliest nights….

He thanked the gustily blowing wind with open arms; for soaring his
kite like the ultimate magician up into bits of limitless sky; as his
fingers swayed to the tunes of the ardently charged string,
Whilst the same man inexorably abused the same wind for ruthlessly
pushing him to a racy death---100 floors down his building; as it blew
just a trifle too harder for his comfort and his foot inadvertently
tripped….

He thanked the triumphantly scintillating glass for honestly
portraying every contour of his personality; as he stood up with
integrity on his hard earned patch of soil,
Whilst the same man implacably abused the same glass for making him an
inferior societal neglect; as it reflected scores of other thousands
of beings more beautiful than him; and he now prepared himself to lead
a life ahead full of misery; self-destruction and gloom…

He thanked the virgin streaks of white lightening for igniting the
most dormant arenas of his brain; leading him to discover the
inexplicably mysterious world beyond the mundane,
Whilst the same man horrifically abused the same lightening for
reducing him into bits of invisibly ludicrous ash; as he stood a bit
longer under it to admire it in its full and untamed glory…

He thanked the tumultuously pelting drops of sensuous rain with
passionate folded palms; for blessing every disastrously parched nerve
of his with rhapsodic delight ,
Whilst the same man barbarously abused the same rain for indefinitely
stranding him within four walls; as the incessant downpour
exasperatingly cut his every feasible link with the commercial globe
outside…

He thanked the boundlessly dense forests for allowing him to discover
his quintessential roots; as he let the seductive spray of the dew
evoke memories of the supernatural and beyond; in the spectacularly
star-studded night,
Whilst the same man remorsefully abused the same forests for making
him a wastrel wanderer; slapping the tag of a good-for-nothing
eccentric recluse into his now mysteriously groping eyes…

He thanked the compassionate woman living with him for making him feel
complete in every aspect of his existence; transcending his every
desire beyond the zenith of fulfillment,
Whilst the same man cruelly abused the same woman for circumscribing
his life into realms of responsibility; rendering him a mere puppet to
fulfill his worldly duties bereft of all spice; after a while…

You know why. Because every Man on earth; myself included; is the
biggest Hypocrite.

(c)(R)copyright Nikhil parekh. All rights reserved.

If there was anything that could bite a man…

Wed, 04 Jun 2008 08:23:48 GMT

Not the deadliest sting of the venomously dancing scorpion;
perpetually waiting to crawl on naked skin and pierce its hindside
deep down into streams of innocuous scarlet blood,

Not even the menacingly insatiable army of ants; ardently dreaming of
nothing else but triggering a volcano of unbearable redness; as they
stealthily clambered upon the most invisible patches of skin,

Not even the most savagely gleaming knives; who yearned to
sadistically chop anything and everything in vicinity; into a trillion
pieces of livid meaninglessness,

Not even the most despairingly morose dungeons; who wanted to devour
every conceivable source of life in the blooming atmosphere; forever
into a graveyard of demonic blackness,

Not even the most ominously parasitic leeches; who started to
hideously slither as if starved since a thousand centuries; at
sighting the most orphaned droplet of blood splattered on the grave,

Not even the most invidiously smoldering embers of the bonfire; whose
sole mission in life was to burn every trespassing soul to an
unrecognizable death; a most perfect vindication for their dreadfully
miserly state of now,

Not even the most incapacitated of oblivious rusty iron nails; who
knew they could cause many an inexplicably traumatizing disease; apart
from a corpse of woeful blood; once they pugnaciously stung,

Not even the most perilously sinister sheets of sinking mud; who
wretchedly suckled you to the rock bottom of incarcerated darkness;
with an ease as inanimate as a ghost passing unscathed through the
wall,

Not even the most forlornly thwarting silence; a web of preposterously
crucifying loneliness trying its best to trap every life of bustling
energy; only to be eaten by the spiders of hell,

Not even the gullibly hissing snakes; whose singleton kiss of the lips
on pristine life; led to the most irrevocably silencing mortuaries of
death; an agonizing extinction which brutally paralyzed all existence,

Not even the most tyrannical wells of unending sarcasm; which plagued
every creatively brilliant spark that rose from the mind and soul;
with the devil's altar of jinxed negativity,

Not even the most disdainfully lethal smokescreens of adulteration;
which yearned every unveiling instant to usurp everyone on earth; in
their murderously cancerous swirl,

Not even the most abysmal gorge of hopeless desperation; which
perpetuated every sane entity on the trajectory of the planet; to
become a maniac who asymmetrically plundered for raw flesh and blood,

Not even the most dreadfully conniving satans of hell; who devised
endless insidious ways and means to torture you after you died; and
were sent to their custody in your fecklessly frigid after life,

Not even the most despondently amorphous walls of monotony; which
unsparingly marauded every infinitesimal ounce of newness around with
carcasses of penalizing routine,

Not even the most heartless cauldrons with meat butchered into a
zillion pieces; where the most priceless of emotions were hacked to
the most indescribably torturous death; shockingly alive,

Not even the most ominously wailing streams of blistering lava;
launching an assault of an unimaginably distorted and instant death;
as it fervently prayed for the very first living step to transgress
its way,

Not even most ghoulishly jangling skeletons of nothingness; whose sole
purpose lay in scaring the daylights of optimism from the innermost
realms of your soul; make you one of their own even in the pinnacle of
your robust life,

But if there was anything that could indeed bite a Man till beyond an
infinite of his lives and deaths---Then it was only the infidelity of
the woman whom he'd given his heart; the woman whom he truly loved…

(c)(R)copyright by nikhil parekh. All rights reserved.

Tribute Poem on DNA Newspaper (dnaindia.com)---"THE 3 MAGICAL ALPHABETS—DNA"

Fri, 09 May 2008 04:55:49 GMT

They were 3 ALPHABETS which wove a web of intrigue, even in the most
monotonously arid of atmosphere,

They were 3 ALPHABETS which held their own inimitable identity;
amongst an infinite others which simply made no rhyme or realistic
sense,

They were 3 ALPHABETS which tantalized the most ordinary of brain; to
fantasize beyond realms of the unknown,

They were 3 ALPHABETS which had the might to evolve a complete living
race from the scratch; with the blessings of the Almighty Lord,

They were 3 ALPHABETS which traced the most infinitesimal aspect of
origin; then rose slowly and gradually to tower as the spirit of life
as existence progressed,

They were 3 ALPHABETS which constituted the backbone of every
personality alive; its intelligentia to carve a path amidst a pack of
wolves,

They were 3 ALPHABETS which rose over every caste; creed; religion and
race; depicting every soul's true mirror to the world even after it'd
died,

They were 3 ALPHABETS explicitly explained every ounce of evolution
with everlasting mysticism; as life painstakingly ticked every minute
to survive,

They were 3 ALPHABETS which injected color, charm, enlightenment into
every barren piece of paper; everytime one chose them to write,

And the best part. When these 3 ALPHABETS united together they formed
the most revolutionary and enthralling newspaper of my choice.
Showering courageous journalism from all round the globe with every
first rays of the Sun.

This very Newspaper is now in my hands. Its known as the "Daily News
& Analysis" or rather shall we say the magical 3 ALPHABETS united
together to proclaim its short form as the " DNA"….

(c)(r) copyright by Nikhil Parekh . All rights reserved.

A Woman's World…

Sun, 13 Apr 2008 14:46:40 GMT

If a man was born out of a woman's divinely womb; after tossing;
turning and kicking helplessly for 9 agonizingly marathon months;
before tasting the first beams of light of the alien world,

If a man suckled life-yielding milk; comfort; and compassion; from the
bosom of a woman; in order to perseveringly fortify each of his
bone--to face the ghastly wrath of the parasitic planet outside,

If a man wailed in a woman's eclectically sensitive palms in his times
of duress; felt their latent warmth as the most invincible fortress;
even as the worst of hell descended on earth,

If a man fervently licked his fingers clean time and again; savoring
the most succulently ravishing meals on earth even in his dreams;
prepared by the artistically virile woman,

If a man flirted and philandered with a woman in iridescent twilight;
in order to grant his veins the most tantalizingly unparalleled
exhilaration that ever existed; in order to profoundly realize the
glory of his untamed youth,

If a man kissed a woman with every ounce of passion that existed in
each ingredient of his blood; in order to perpetually feel the
quintessential reason of existence; as two souls royally blended to
become one,

If a man took inimitably unflinching pride in introducing a woman as
his better-half partner for life; thereby demonstrating his perfect
symbiosis with nature and winning the unanimous applause of one and
all around,

If a man started to work everyday with reinvigorated vigor to conquer
life and its uncanny hardships; thanks to the fearlessly inspiring
smile of a woman and the power of faith in her resplendent eyes,

If a man desperately sought a beautiful woman's face amidst a
boundless crowd of other men; to enlighten his otherwise wretchedly
remorseful evening with the clouds of effervescent desire,

If a man resorted to the sensuous caress of a magnetic
woman--shrugging millions of the currency coin; only to feel the
ultimate magic of exhaling in princely desire and unconquerably alive,

If a man desperately shouted the name of the woman who brought him to
the world even before he remembered God; at the tiniest attack of the
salaciously crucifying devil,

If a man squeaked worse than an orphaned rat infront of a woman's
door; to forgive him as night fell and he frantically needed a
shoulder to cry upon—as the mosquitoes of worldly commercialism chased
him down to the last hole,

If a man considered a woman his most eternally unshakable companion;
to uninhibitedly blend with his feminist fears and tears; understand
his sensitive soul to the hilt--like no-one else could ever
comprehend,

If a man needed a woman to trigger an infinite colors and spectrums of
desire; in his otherwise robotically routine business night; where all
that was otherwise visible was plaintive cigarette smoke; tie; whisky;
dubious collapse of stocks; and unbearable strife,

If a man depended on a woman to articulately assemble and sift through
his disorganized life; make him feel more responsible in the chapter
of existence; as he refreshingly marched forward with a purpose to
serve back his own world,

If a man embraced a woman for bondings more immortal than an infinite
more physical lives and veritable deaths; totally unfettered as the
planet viciously abused him; locked in the arms of her ever-pervading
love,

If a man secretly wanted to be fed every morsel of his food by a woman
just like in innocuous childhood; in order to forever revel in the
love and glory of the very best that life in its most pristinely form;
had to ever offer,

If a man wholesomely leaned upon a woman to continue his race and name
ahead; intransigently feel that the chapter of life had then
eventually revolved a complete circle,

Then why the hell do you call it and rant about it as a 'MANS EARTH'.
For whether you agree or don't agree it always has been and always
would be a 'WOMANS WORLD'….

(c)(R)copyright by Nikhil parekh. All rights reserved.

Go Green…

Thu, 27 Mar 2008 01:52:49 GMT

"Green" is enchantment unparalleled; transforming every beleaguered
bone on disdainfully crackled earth; into a festoon of undying
replenishment till times beyond eternity,

"Green" is the ultimate magicians wand; perpetuating every speck of
the atmosphere with a tranquil so victorious; that it became the smile
of each symbiotic countenance alive,

"Green" is the most everlastingly compassionate caress of nature
divine; royally accommodating infinite organisms of different shapes,
sizes, color and charm into a blanket of invincible frolic and
togetherness,

"Green" is the most pricelessly inimitable definition of freshness;
incessantly spawning into the undefeated dazzle of optimistic dawn; to
enlighten the entire Universe with the colors of brilliant newness,

"Green" is every sore eye's perpetual delight; wholesomely shrugging
off every wretched insinuation of monotonous commercialism; with the
effervescent new-born foliage of earth divine,

"Green" is the most supremely mollifying tonic to the incarcerated
soul; alleviating the most inconspicuous of its sorrow with undying
enigmatic whispers; which reverberated till beyond the infinite,

"Green" is the most fragrantly uninhibited dance of every organism
alive; as the unsurpassable buckets of rain; pelted unfettered from
the belly of fathomless sky,

"Green" is the most pristine shade of prosperity at its unbelievable
hilt; shimmering like a new born child replete with only happiness in
every flamboyant ray of the sun and the equally royally moonlit night,

"Green" is the destiny which never ever dies; astoundingly
proliferating into a boundless landscapes of blooming life; which made
the most parasitic robots as the greatest poets till as long as God's
earth survived,

"Green" symbolizes the most blissfully perfect truce between austere
white and diabolical black; where the winds of majestic moderation
transit every living being to the paths of bountiful righteousness,

"Green" nullifies the very non-existent roots of anarchic depression;
profoundly enthralling one and all in the neighborhood with the
tantalizing vivaciousness of a fairy; who'd descended down solely to
magnetize rustic soil,

"Green" evokes unconquerable desire in every ingredient of the blood;
to be one and in perfect unison with Mother nature; let the unbridled
beauty of her endless creations harness every aspect of impoverished
existence,

"Green" makes you the most unabashed artist alive; as you
bewilderingly fathom for the starting point and the horizons; on the
infinite canvas of the Lord's panoramic sanctuary,

"Green" makes you the most passionate lover on trajectory of the
endless planet; damning all inhibitions to the corpse as you fervently
rolled into grasslands of desire—breath intermingled with the breath
of your beloved,

"Green" is an ever-pervading rainbow; which charms even the most
deadened of mortuary with its rustle and innocent grace; sprinkling
quintessential ounces of vibrant life wherever it mystically crept,

"Green" is the ultimate harbinger of all peace and unity on the
distraught globe; as it vanquishes every sinister trail of the
barbarously marauding devil; with the freshness of love; creation and
blessed fruits of the divine,

"Green" radiates an unshakable aura of optimism to the farthest
quarter of the world; maintaining the most unbelievably perfect
equilibrium between the sky; the earth and diminutive man trespassing
in-between,

"Green" represents the free spirit of every continent; race; wind and
space under the sky; immortally continuing the chapters of God's
sacred creation; by timelessly proliferating into an infinite more of
its color and kind,

Therefore what are you waiting for. Go Green. Plant a tree in every
barren bit of space that you could lay your hands upon. And then
witness your sown children become the most undivided race of
togetherness; friendship; love and peace; even centuries after you
were dead…

(c)(R)copyright by nikhil parekh. All rights reserved.

Miraculously uniting crimson blood….

Wed, 19 Mar 2008 18:08:43 GMT

As invincible as the peaks of unfathomable Everest; which were the
very first to salute royally Omnipotent sunshine in the center of
undying sky,

As fierily dynamic as the orange ball of Sun; which transcended and
won over the most inconspicuous of misery on this planet; with its
unflinching light,

As compassionately amiable as every draught of whispering wind; which
gave reprieve to every beleaguered traveler around from the myriad
harshness of existence,

As mellifluously tingling as the fresh water forest stream;
unhindered and uninhibited by every sordidly plagued discrepancy of
the distrustfully robotic world,

As resplendently pristine as the bountiful rainbow in azure space;
which inevitably evoked everyone to stroke the paintbrush of
sensitivity on the inexhaustible pathways of life,

As unsurpassable as the victoriously tangy oceans; which affably
fathered and mothered life of every conceivable kind on this planet;
in gigantic recesses of poignantly frothy water,

As sensuously enthralling as every blade of grass sprouting from
mundane soil; tickling the most monstrously hideous of devil into a
reverie of tantalizing newness,

As unbridled as the immaculate pearl hidden deep within the oyster;
dazzling every frigid ounce of despair with optimistic white; even as
blackness tried all the more to wretchedly confiscate all light,

As unabashedly charismatic as the first cries of a newborn child;
which magnetized people of all caste; creed; sizes and shapes into a
close huddle; to witness the most blessed creation of the Almighty
Lord,

As ecstatically fresh as thundershowers of rain charging from the sky;
which bubbled into a newfound effervescent energy of togetherness;
after blending with each ingredient of voluptuous soil,

As eternally rapturous as the unparalleled voice of the nightingale;
which united every single heart in vicinity; with the interminable
tenacity to symbiotically survive in its voice,

As untiringly positive as the nascent rays of dawn; which engulfed
every bit of the Universe with a profoundly robust energy to live once
again; after the gallows of haplessly jinxed death,

As gregariously redolent as the scent of the scarlet rose; which
mollified every speck of traumatized apprehension around with the
embrace of everlasting fantasy,

As fearless as maverick streaks of silver lightening in magical sky;
which quelled every orphaned ingredient of nervous energy in the
atmosphere—with the rustically naked valor to enlighten and survive,

As perseveringly timeless as freshly ploughed fields of mother nature;
which earnestly spawned into fruits of eternal creation till beyond
veritable time; in the face of beauty and apocalyptic devil alike,

As magical as mother earth's copious magnetic energy; which
insuperably drew one and all on the trajectory of the fathomless
planet; into a womb of unassailably divine warmth,

As harmoniously fructifying as golden nectar; which wondrously mended
even the most devastatingly estranged of hearts with the unlimited
sweetness of the Lord's Omnipresent Creation,

As inscrutably alluring as an infinite different pathways on earth;
which led you to an infinite different destinations of charmed
adventure; with all eventually uniting into a singleton mass of life's
undefeated truth,

Was the miraculously life-yielding crimson blood in every living vein;
forever and ever and ever uniting every caste; creed; religion; color;
shape and tribe on God's blessed planet; into the one and only
'Religion of Humanity'….

(c)(R)copyright by Nikhil parekh. All rights reserved.

HOW HIS PLANET BEHAVED—AS THE WIND BLEW !

Fri, 14 Mar 2008 12:04:49 GMT

Newborn leaves shivered in anticipation of unbridled romance;
fantasizing beyond realms of the extraordinary-- in perfect symbiosis
with the fathomless expanse of voluptuous sky,

Boundless blades of untamed grass bent a trifle in ecstatic
submission; fondly reminiscing their journey till date; on the
trajectory of inscrutable planet divine,

Waters in streams sparkled to a profound full radiance; tantalizingly
leaping towards the Sun—in their everpervading desire to shake hands
with its unassailable yellow,

Countless petals swayed flirtatiously across boundaries of penance;
to find their soulmates of everlasting joy; from amidst an unending
firmament of blessed atmosphere,

Fish incarcerated in the deepest realms of sinister green ocean water
rose to the surface; exuberantly darted in directions as unabashed as
the first cry of this earth,

Mountain peaks stood more unflinchingly than ever; accentuating their
valor with all the more unflinching candidness –saluting the first beams of
the Omnipresent Sun,

Unfathomable scores of bumble bees commenced to spawn honey with a
zeal never ever witnessed before; boisterously whispering tales of
their exhilarating air-borne journey---cuddling close in their hives
of friendship,

Passionate fires spread like white lightening at the most
inconspicuous thud of a leaf; stirring the most dolorous bits of
atmosphere to crackle into a whole new Universe of undefeated
freshness,

The creepers most wretchedly entangled in dungeons of limitlessly
plaintive captivity; now stood up straight in unison to chant
simplistic mantras of holistic existence,

Bloodstreams frozen due to tawdry indifference and rebuke; now
inexhaustibly indulged in the most ardent activity of living
uninhibitedly and let live,

The centuries old lifeless tree-trunk suddenly jostled in anticipation
of a brand new dawn; dancing once again to the rhythm of densely
foliated nature divine and quelling an infinite with its mellifluous
shade,

Desperately thwarted caves of gloominess breathed a sigh of heavenly
relief; rejoicing their compassionate tryst with the world outside;
though be it for sporadic moment as destined,

Bygone carcasses rotting times beyond the mortuaries of death- cried
tears of ecstasy full throttle; at the silken touch which
reinvigorated life in one and all; miraculously alike,

Nightingales hummed their sweetest songs all sensuous night and even
in the heart of the sweltering day; perpetually perpetuating the
entire planet with solely the religion of unconquerable oneness,

For once even the most discordant notes of the frog struck a chord
with every beleaguered heart on the planet; bringing shattered lovers
closer to bond with every unshakable sweetness of the soul,

The first showers of thunderous rain not only soaked every perimeter
of parched earth; but diffused the fragrance of their magically
ameliorating wetness to every entity in atmosphere and across; and
till times beyond eternity,

Timeless rainbows in the sky looked like an insuperable captivating
fairy; who this time would never disappear; but would continue to be
the sparkle of every divinely fantasizing eye on the handsome
Universe,

The most irascibly jittery of ants completely forgot to sting and
bite; stretching their diminutive armory of feet into a posture of
utmost relaxation—to eventually transit into a reverie of tracing
their farthest roots,

No. It wasn't God who'd descended on earth for all of the above to
happen. But he'd sent just an infinitesimal draught of wind instead
upon earth; to witness how his unconquerable planet behaved; AS THE
WIND BLEW…

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Your best company is, You. Yourself.

Wed, 20 Feb 2008 11:16:08 GMT

Nobody on earth could eat for you other than you yourself; in order to
blissfully mollify all those thwarting pangs of hunger; which if left
untreated—would render you soon into a brutally disheveled corpse,

Nobody on earth could walk for you other than you yourself; in order
to magically ease the wretchedly restless energy circumventing your
bored feet; as they fervently stamped earth and kissed the oncoming
exuberant draughts of air,

Nobody on earth could talk for you other than you yourself; in order
to give voice to all those quintessentially simmering thoughts;
inevitably wanting to be poured outside the barren chest,

Nobody on earth could watch a film for you other than you yourself; in
order to fantasize and emotively feel beyond realms of the
extraordinary; which mundane life otherwise never allowed you to dare,

Nobody on earth could smile for you other than you yourself; in order
to feel bounteously happy from the innermost realms of your soul; for
living every moment in the true pulse of bountifully enamoring life,

Nobody on earth could sleep for you other than you yourself; in order
to render every cranny of your drearily impoverished countenance that
heavenly respite; and gallop once again towards effulgent
righteousness the instant you opened your eyes,

Nobody on earth could dream for you other than you yourself; in order
to visualize the most inscrutable enigmas and colors on this Universe;
and then express them in myriad forms like poetry; paintings; music by
the grace of the Almighty Lord,

Nobody on earth could wash for you other than you yourself; in order
to be bereft of all incorrigibly adulterated grease; and then emerge
into dazzling fresh sunshine to unabashedly enjoy for a countless more
lifetimes,

Nobody on earth could sing for you other than you yourself; in order
to perpetuate obsolete wisps of fleeting atmosphere; with the
passionate fire of melody enveloping your innocuous soul,

Nobody on earth could swallow for you other than you yourself; in
order to let breath flow like an uninhibited river of happiness; and
at the same ensure that the stomach solely sung the hymns of
contentment,

Nobody on earth could kiss for you other than you yourself; in order
to mélange the avalanche of your ignited emotions with another soul;
and thereby perpetually evolve with an unconquerably new fragrance of
life,

Nobody on earth could dance for you other than you yourself; in order
to let every incarcerated vindication of your monotonous bones;
liberate into the surreal pulse of rhythmically palpitating night,

Nobody on earth could express for you other than you yourself; in
order to perpetuate every fragment of the atmosphere around; with your
very own inimitable identity which radiated even after veritable
death,

Nobody on earth could achieve for you other than you yourself; in
order to grant every nerve under your skin the essence of unparalleled
contentment; and charting your own infallible course to victory amidst
a pack of satanic wolves,

Nobody on earth could embrace for you other than you yourself; in
order to timelessly coalesce every fabric of your existence with the
religion of living kind; and thus feel the most insuperably blessed
entity alive,

Nobody on earth could procreate for you other than you yourself; in
order that you played your own distinctively significant part in
continuing God's chapter of creation; in perfect symbiosis with the
beats of nature divine,

Nobody on earth could hear for you other than you yourself; in order
to form your very own unduplicated perception of everything happening
around you; undettered by the tyrannical bigotry of the planet
outside,

Nobody on earth could die for you other than you yourself; in order
that you quit breath solely on the commands of the Omnipresent
Almighty Lord; and made way for a fresher new civilization of magical
goodness,

Nobody on earth could live for you other than you yourself; in order
to be an integral element of the drapery of this effervescent planet;
and further embellish each step that you tread on with the spirit of
immortal love,

Then why do you keep weeping that you were all alone; when you had
infact the most invincibly blessed company on earth to disseminate
love; friendship and undying charm—which was by the Grace of God none
other; but you yourself….

(c)(R)copyright by nikhil parekh. All rights reserved.

Redder than the reddest of rose. My Valentine.

Tue, 19 Feb 2008 18:28:16 GMT

Redder than the reddest of rose was your ecstatically silken shadow; sensuously engulfed under the unparalleled flaming rays of Sun—as you gleefully scampered up the mystically barren cliff,

Redder than the reddest of rose were your voluptuously scarlet lips; profusely coated with mischievous shades of dancing scarlet; as you painstakingly devoured each ounce of the betel leaf; bit by tantalizing bit,

Redder than the reddest of rose were your bountifully robust palms; as you grazed them uninhibitedly against every strand that spawned from soil; in your unceasing gestures of embracing all exhilaration on the planet,

Redder than the reddest of rose was your dainty forehead; as you passionately knelt it for several hours against plaintive floor; in your invincible obeisance to the Omnipotent Almighty Lord,

Redder than the reddest of rose were your daintily gratifying feet; as you jubilantly dug them in and out of chunks of rustic mud; that was compassionately heavenly after the first thundershowers this season,

Redder than the reddest of rose were your seductively undefeated cheeks; as you blushed more naively than the first rays of dawn; perceiving the prince charming of your blissful life with surreal stars in your eyes,

Redder than the reddest of rose were your nectar laden fingers; as you weaved them more zealously than ever before in oceans of myriad color; suddenly illuminating white canvas with the boundless enigmas of your soul,

Redder than the reddest of rose was your perpetually benign blood; which graciously embraced the religion of humanity at every step you tread; in each of its unflinchingly everlasting ingredient,

Redder than the reddest of rose were your ebulliently shimmering nails; as you inexhaustibly gnawed at them in a child like innocence; whilst pondering over the infinite unsolved mysteries of this fathomless Universe,

Redder than the reddest of rose were your astoundingly curious ears; instantaneously rising to the hilt of heaven to the tiniest of appreciation and then burying themselves under countless feet of soil—at sarcasm as it humanely came,

Redder than the reddest of rose was your affably poignant bosom; heaving and falling like the pristine ebbs and tides of the great majestic sea; as each current of the eclectically fickle wind caressed it with new-found electricity,

Redder than the reddest of rose were your regally titillating eyelashes; as you let them unabashedly absorb the most fervent streaks of lightening as well as nimble sunset; with indescribable stunning panache,

Redder than the reddest of rose were your royally galloping legs; as you ran far beyond the horizons of sunset to shake hands with the utterly unknown; pumping raw exhilaration at every step that you dared tread,

Redder than the reddest of rose was your implacably nubile skin; metamorphosing into a fantastic crimson with each scorching draught of the summer wind and as the freezing breeze of winter bit in with all its fury,

Redder than the reddest of rose was your artistically charmed nose; as you nuzzled it across every gregarious tree stalk in vicinity; exploring your rudiments of a countless inscrutable lifetimes,

Redder than the reddest of rose were your ravishingly swaying hair; cascading till well below your hips in an inimitable glory of their own; resembling a simmering ravine of half-baked emotions as the rainbow appeared in the sky,

Redder than the reddest of rose was your magically mollifying nape; as you rolled on a bed of natural thorns time and again to explore your whacky side; with the moonless night as your sole savior,

Redder than the reddest of rose was your eternally sacrosanct womb; which had the power of to start the process of all blessedly rubicund creation; with the orders of the Omniscient Allmighty Lord,

Therefore who needs an incoherently lifeless rose to celebrate "Valentines Day"----Instead; every beautiful soul out there on the planet--redder than the reddest of rose; will you be my companion for life and beyond--this Valentine…

©®copyright by nikhil parekh. All rights reserved.

Indifference-The Biggest Difference

Mon, 04 Feb 2008 20:30:35 GMT

It was infact the very sting of preposterously venomous
"Indifference"; which actually caused the biggest solitary
"Difference"; in my otherwise overwhelmingly royal existence,

It was infact the very graveyard of acrimoniously sadistic
"Indifference"; which actually caused the biggest melancholic
"Difference"; in my otherwise unsurpassably wealthy existence,

It was infact the very thorn of brutally infidel "Indifference"; which
actually caused the biggest castrated "Difference"; in my otherwise
boundlessly opulent existence,

It was infact the very vacuum of deplorably imperiling "Indifference";
which actually caused the biggest devastating "Difference"; in my
otherwise fathomlessly abundant existence,

It was infact the very pyre of ominously extinguishing "Indifference";
which actually caused the biggest cold-blooded "Difference"; in my
otherwise limitlessly embellished existence,

It was infact the very jinx of hideously sacrilegious "Indifference";
which actually caused the biggest hapless "Difference"; in my
otherwise unceasingly star-studded existence,

It was infact the very dagger of intolerably perverted "Indifference";
which actually caused the biggest tormenting "Difference"; in my
otherwise ubiquitously respected existence,

It was infact the very leech of sardonically unbearable
"Indifference"; which actually caused the biggest penalizing
"Difference"; in my otherwise inimitably flourishing existence,

It was infact the very ghost of disastrously maiming "Indifference";
which actually caused the biggest dastardly "Difference"; in my
otherwise perfectly blessed existence,

It was infact the very hell of truculently lambasting "Indifference";
which actually caused the biggest wretched "Difference"; in my
otherwise indisputably impeccable existence,

It was infact the very stink of heartlessly massacring "Indifference";
which actually caused the biggest frigid "Difference"; in my otherwise
unconquerably contemporary existence,

It was infact the very gutter of ruthlessly salacious "Indifference";
which actually caused the biggest demented "Difference"; in my
otherwise spectacularly nomadic existence,

It was infact the very dungeon of atrociously ribald "Indifference";
which actually caused the biggest lethal "Difference"; in my otherwise
ornamentally mollified existence,

It was infact the very blackness of sordidly impeaching
"Indifference"; which actually caused the biggest annihilating
"Difference"; in my otherwise voluptuously unparalleled existence,

It was infact the very rags of obstreperously victimizing
"Indifference"; which actually caused the biggest iconoclastic
"Difference"; in my otherwise immeasurably fortune 500 existence,

It was infact the very prison of diabolically incarcerating
"Indifference"; which actually caused the biggest desensitizing
"Difference"; in my otherwise magically Midas touch existence,

It was infact the very nightmare of excruciatingly agonizing
"Indifference"; which actually caused the biggest crippling
"Difference"; in my otherwise powerfully worshipped existence,

It was infact the very rust of inconsolably decaying "Indifference";
which actually caused the biggest livid "Difference"; in my otherwise
wondrously tranquil existence,

And it was infact the very drudgery of egregiously devilish
"Indifference"; which actually caused the biggest betraying
"Difference"; in my otherwise unfathomably fulfilled existence…

(c)(R)copyright by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.

1 & 100

Mon, 04 Feb 2008 20:30:18 GMT

When I turned 1; I incoherently mumbled threadbare
gibberish; although was blossoming every unfurling
minute into an entrenchment of unfathomably
never-ending newness,
At 100 I still found myself incoherently mumbling
threadbare gibberish; but each word of mine
irrevocably led me towards; the valley of remorsefully
ghastly and torturously inclement death…..

When I turned 1; I found even the most vibrantly
opalescent of colors as immaculately satiny white;
although was blooming with the scent of symbiotic
mankind more ardently as each day unfurled into
enchantingly exotic night,
At 100 I still found even the most vibrantly
opalescent of colors as immaculately satiny white; but
each perception of mine truculently led me towards;
the gutterline of squalidly indescribable and
baselessly massacring death….

When I turned 1; I gave an inquisitively blank stare
at everything alien; although was fascinatingly
painting the barren palette of this colossal Universe;
with majestically fructifying shades of my innocuous
artistry,
At 100 I still found myself giving an inquisitively
blank stare at everything alien; but each stare of
mine irretrievably led me towards; the corpse of
lethally penalizing and grotesquely vicious death…

When I turned 1; I got thunderously astounded at even
the most mercurial speck of sound and light; although
was fulminating into a cloudburst of unrelenting
energy as each instant unveiled into a wholesome
minute,
At 100 I still found myself thunderously astounded at
even the most mercurial speck of sound and light; but
each astonishment of mine perniciously led me towards;
the hell of diabolically savage and horrendously
abusive death…..

When I turned 1; I felt mystically overawed at even
the most ethereally meek rays of the evening Sun;
although was transcending above the realms of
Omnipotent heaven; to be the absolute favorite of
Almighty Lord,
At 100 I still found myself mystically overawed at
even the most ethereally meek rays of the evening Sun;
but each exhilarated sensation of mine ominously led
me towards; the graveyards of discordantly
dilapidated and vindictively crucifying death…..

When I turned 1; I exploded into a mountain of
uncontrollable giggles at witnessing even an insipid
replica of my reflection in the scintillating mirror;
although was spawning into a wave of ebulliently
flirtatious timelessness,
At 100 I still found myself exploding into a mountain
of uncontrollable giggles at witnessing even an
insipid replica of my reflection; but each laughter of
mine insatiably led me towards; the train of
horrifically sardonic and lecherously pulverizing
death….

When I turned 1; I inevitably stumbled on every step
that I tread in my illusionary quest to reach the sky;
although was diffusing a wave of unsurpassably benign
graciousness; embracing the religion of humanity
wherever I went,
At 100 I still found myself stumbling at every step
that I tread in my illusionary quest to reach the sky;
but each step of mine intransigently led me towards;
the gallows of salaciously nonchalant and
parasitically gloomy death…..

When I turned 1; I got overwhelmingly petrified at
even the most parsimonious outrage of people around
me; although was uniting more prolifically every
second with all stupendously enthralling goodness of
the celestial atmosphere,
At 100 I still found myself overwhelmingly petrified
at even the most parsimonious outrage of people around
me; but each scream of mine immutably led me towards;
the shadows of gruesomely despicable and tyrannically
traumatizing death…..

When I turned 1; I inconsolably cried as sordidly
blackened night approached; although was paving a path
of ubiquitously unassailable and blazing righteousness
with my sacredly innocent wails,
At 100 I still found myself inconsolably crying as
sordidly blackened night approached; but each cry of
mine intractably led me towards; the pigstacks of
abhorrently stinking and criminally vengeful death….

When I turned 1; I groped in utterly collapsing
darkness about various aspects of life even as
incredulously brilliant rays of light wholesomely
encapsulated the trajectory of fathomless sky;
although was the most eternally sparkling mate of
angels in the heavenly cosmos,
At 100 I still found myself groping in utterly
collapsing darkness about various aspects of life even
as incredulously brilliant rays of the light
wholesomely encapsulated the trajectory of fathomless
sky; but each wavering of mine cold-bloodedly led me
towards; the shattered glasses of invidiously sinister
and insanely dolorous death….

And when I turned 1; I found even the most nimbly
subservient entity around me as an unfathomably
towering monster; although was embarking onto the road
to triumphantly unending existence with the fires of
enchantment slowly entering into my nostrils,
At 100 I still found even the most nimbly subservient
entity around me as an unfathomably towering monster;
but each bewildered sensation of mine incorrigibly led
me towards; the dungeons of disparagingly disconsolate
and gruesomely gory death….

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

1: Infinite

Mon, 04 Feb 2008 20:30:02 GMT

Just one of majestically unconquerable truth; to an infinite of
baselessly stampeding and murderously masquerading; lies,

Just one of philanthropically perennial victory; to an infinite of
dolefully decrepit and disastrously maligned; defeats,

Just one of pricelessly unconquerable humanity; to an infinite of
ignominiously slandering and disparagingly dividing; religion,

Just one of eternally emancipating freedom; to an infinite of
torturously diabolical and abominably harried; slavery,

Just one of spell bindingly mellifluous rhyme; to an infinite of
devilishly eviscerating and atrociously penalizing; monotony,

Just one of the effulgently boisterous child; to an infinite of
despicably cadaverous and amorphously dilapidated; graveyards,

Just one of the panoramically life-yielding waterfall; to an infinite
of treacherously asphyxiating and libidinously manipulative; matchbox
corporates,

Just one of perpetually coalescing oneness; to an infinite of
abhorrently deteriorating and venomously segregating; wars,

Just one of euphorically celestial peace; to an infinite of
salaciously sodomizing and worthlessly inflated; prejudice,

Just one of the vivaciously resplendent rainbow; to an infinite of
dastardly fretful and wretchedly crucifying; boredom,

Just one of the Omnipotently sacrosanct Mother; to an infinite of
tawdrily tantalizing and sinfully selling; prostitutes,

Just one of the unflinchingly fearless Peak; to an infinite of
baselessly bigot and sullenly extinguishing; cowards,

Just one of the altruistically intrepid martyr; to an infinite of
salaciously satanic and penuriously identitiless; traitors,

Just one of pristinely insuperable honesty; to an infinite of
debasingly depraving and vengefully spitting; corruption,

Just one of unassailably burgeoning symbiotism; to an infinite of
haplessly measly and tyrannically thrashing; droughts,

Just one of the royally ever-pervading lotus; to an infinite of
stinkingly criminal and perniciously beheading; politics,

Just one of the blessedly virile seed; to an infinite of meaninglessly
inane and obliviously corpselike; infertility,

Just one of Omnipresently indomitable breath; to an infinite of
flagrantly strangulating and devilishly divesting; deaths,

Just one of the Omnisciently blazing Sun; to an infinite of
indiscriminately victimizing and hopelessly decimating; darkness,

Just one of selflessly compassionate friendship; to an infinite of
scurrilously rusted and derogatorily derelict; terrorists,

And just one of Immortally extemporizing love; to an infinite of
ruefully livid and satanically assassinating; betrayals…

(c)(R)COPYRIGHT-2004, BY NIKHIL PAREKH. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

10 Foot X 5 Foot Corpse

Mon, 04 Feb 2008 20:29:43 GMT

You might indiscriminately trample countless innocent under your
bohemian foot every time you chose to walk; but remember O! greedy
Man; that howsoever powerful you considered yourself to be; your
inevitably ultimate end was; is and shall always only remain; that
deplorably stinking and deteriorating; 10 foot X 5 foot corpse.

You might parasitically manipulate your way up to the entire wealth on
this earth; but remember O! murderous Man; that howsoever
ever-pervading you considered yourself to be; your inevitably ultimate
end was; is and shall always only remain; that disgustingly
incarcerating and decimating; 10 foot X 5 foot corpse.

You might satanically treat every pious mother as your tawdry brothel;
but remember O! chauvinistic Man; that howsoever unshakable you
considered yourself to be; your inevitably ultimate end was; is and
shall always only remain; that truculently dilapidated and penalizing;
10 foot X 5 foot corpse.

You might ignominiously keep the entire planet on your squalid foot
asking them to lick the criminally ghastly grime; but remember O!
rotting Man; that howsoever indomitable you considered yourself to be;
your inevitably ultimate end was; is and shall always only remain;
that unbearably asphyxiating and wastrel; 10 foot X 5 foot corpse.

You might salaciously sell your mother and sisters in exchange of a
few mountains of currency coin; but remember O! slandering Man; that
howsoever undefeatable you considered yourself to be; your inevitably
ultimate end was; is and shall always only remain; that diabolically
pulverizing and amorphous; 10 foot X 5 foot corpse.

You might deliberately transmit the deathly virus of HIV/AIDS from
your body into that of boundless unwittingly innocent; but remember O!
wretched Man; that howsoever shrewd you considered yourself to be;
your inevitably ultimate end was; is and shall always only remain;
that hedonistically disgruntled and sinful; 10 foot X 5 foot corpse.

You might render fathomless children orphaned; beheading the scalps of
their parents right infront of their innocuous eyes; but remember O!
devilish Man; that howsoever perennial you considered yourself to be;
your inevitably ultimate end was; is and shall always only remain;
that indefatigably trampling and vindictive; 10 foot X 5 foot corpse.

You might open your mouth solely to bark an unsurpassable valley of
indescribable abuse; but remember O! dogged Man; that howsoever
correct you considered yourself to be; your inevitably ultimate end
was; is and shall always only remain; that wantonly decrepit and
castigating; 10 foot X 5 foot corpse.

You might deliriously suck every droplet of blood from the veins of
existing organism of this Universe; but remember O! vagabond Man; that
howsoever insuperable you considered yourself to be; your inevitably
ultimate end was; is and shall always only remain; that ominously
violent and extinguishing; 10 foot X 5 foot corpse.

You might chop the head and foot of every priceless animal in the
forest just to embellish the walls of your spurious living room; but
remember O! unsavory Man; that howsoever ubiquitous you considered
yourself to be; your inevitably ultimate end was; is and shall always
only remain; that pathetically distraught and feckless; 10 foot X 5
foot corpse.

You might ruthlessly devastate an infinite civilizations with your
bawdy atom bombs; but remember O! dictatorial Man; that howsoever
audacious you considered yourself to be; your inevitably ultimate end
was; is and shall always only remain; that invidiously ribald and
victimizing; 10 foot X 5 foot corpse.

You might sadistically like to play cricket with the eyeballs of
newborn children after cold-bloodedly gouging them; but remember O!
uncouth Man; that howsoever victorious you considered yourself to be;
your inevitably ultimate end was; is and shall always only remain;
sacrilegiously divesting and hideous; 10 foot X 5 foot corpse.

You might barbarously nail your very own idiosyncratically traumatic
eccentricities upon every pristine face alive; but remember O!
venomous Man; that howsoever supernatural you considered yourself to
be; your inevitably ultimate end was; is and shall always only remain;
that atrociously demonic and cynical; 10 foot X 5 foot corpse.

You might mockingly blow away every old person you encountered on the
streets with the puffs of your unrelentingly rebuking breath; but
remember O! tyrannical Man; that howsoever magical you considered
yourself to be; your inevitably ultimate end was; is and shall always
only remain; that brutally strangulating and vituperative; 10 foot X 5
foot corpse.

You might lecherously compel every person on earth to hoarsely beg;
but remember O! maniacal Man; that howsoever Kingly you considered
yourself to be; your inevitably ultimate end was; is and shall always
only remain; that disparagingly nullifying and sinking; 10 foot X 5
foot corpse.

You might bury all those people who didn't obey your worthless
commands to an infinite feet beneath lackadaisical soil; but remember
O! impoverished Man; that howsoever Gigantic you considered yourself
to be; your inevitably ultimate end was; is and shall always only
remain; that perilously massacring and balderdash; 10 foot X 5 foot
corpse.

You might shatter a fathomless hearts with your swords of
blood-stained hatred and malice; but remember O! penurious Man; that
howsoever Omnipotent you considered yourself to be; your inevitably
ultimate end was; is and shall always only remain; that preposterously
rugged and torn; 10 foot X 5 foot corpse.

You might lead every moment of your life disseminating only the venom
of malicious discrimination into every organism alive; but remember O!
licentious Man; that howsoever celestial you considered yourself to
be; your inevitably ultimate end was; is and shall always only remain;
that cannibalistically beleaguered and unsolicited corpse.

And you might snatch the breath of whosoever you wished at gay abandon
making use of all your acrimoniously contemporary paraphernalia; but
remember O! destitute Man; that howsoever invincible you considered
yourself to be; your inevitably ultimate end was; is and shall always
only remain; that pugnaciously disoriented and flagrant; 10 foot X 5
foot corpse.

(c)(R)copyright-2005, by nikhil parekh. All rights reserved.

100 % love

Mon, 04 Feb 2008 20:29:26 GMT

100% satisfying,
100% glorifying,
100% desirous,
100 % beautiful,
100% enchanting,
100% intoxicating,
100% fascinating,
100% incarcerating,
100% immortal,
100% enigmatic,
100% bonding,
100% seducing,
100% alleviating,
100% fantasy,
100% enjoyable,
100% joyous,
100% empathizing,
100% sharing,
100% caring,
100% exciting,
100% rhapsodic,
100% passionate,
100% fervent,
100% youthful,
100% divine,
100% jubilating,
100% accepting,
100% faithful,
100% perennial,
100% boisterous,
100% evoking,
100% serene,
100% igniting,
100% benevolent,
100% human,
100% precious,
100% flaming,
100% milky,
100% shimmering,
100% vivacious,
100% titillating,
100% guaranteed,
100% oligarchic,
100% exploring,
100% discovering,
100% alluring,
100% sensitive,
100% oblivious,
100% sensuous,
100% voluptuous,
100% tantalizing,
100% romanticizing,
100% regale,
100% robust,
100% triumphant,
100% solidarity,
100% fortified,
100% invincible,
100% inimitable,
100% incredulous,
100% immaculate,
100% blossoming,
100% newborn,
100% exuberant,
100% sagacious,
100% tumultuous,
100% ravishing,
100% magical,
100% soft,
100% caressing,
100% captivating,
100% contenting,
100% pure,
100% bouncing,
100% philanthropic,
100% respecting,
100% relishing,
100% original,
100% grandiloquent,
100% royal,
100% fulfilling,
100% gratifying,
100% tangy,
100% sweet,
100% vital,
100% inseparable,
100% emotional,
100% peaceful,
100% magnetic,
100% charismatic,
100% impeccable,
100% honorable,
100% inevitable,
100% indispensable,
100% dedicated,
100% earnest,
100% escalating,
100% enduring,
100% propelling,
100% clarifying,
100% symbolizing,
100% idolizing,
100% reinstilling,
100% unending,
100% smiling,
100% reaching,
100% demonstrating,
100% blooming,
100% abundant,
100% prolific,
100% striving,
100% irresistible,
100% flexible,
100% unfathomable,
100% initiating,
100% arousing,
100% gentle,
100% considerate,
100% ultimate,
100% freshness,
100% Omnipotent,
100% utopia,
100% sensational,
100% euphoric,
100% ubiquitous,
100% sheltering,
100% perpetuating,
100% adorable,
100% overwhelming,
100% donating,
100% sacrificing,
100% intrepid,
100% adventurous,
100% exhilarating,
100% yielding,
100% proliferating,
100% spell-binding,
100% adroit,
100% mesmerizing,
100% amalgamating,
100% cascading,
100% effusive,
100% pioneering,
100% noninvasive,
100% enlightening,
100% illuminating,
100% harboring,
100% harnessing,
100% devoted,
100% inspirational,
100% institutional,
100% educating,
100% experiencing,
100% poignant,
100% melodious,
100% harmonious,
100% synchronized,
100% new,
100% conventional,
100% congenial,
100% amicable,
100% vibrant,
100% Omniscient,
100% evolving,
100% dancing,
100% embracing,
100% uninhibited,
100% transcending,
100% volatile,
100% nimble,
100% nubile,
100% perceptive,
100% powerful,
100% bountiful,
100% honest,
100% truthful,
100% worshipped,
100% preached,
100% rudimentary,
100% committed,
100% priceless,
100% progressive,
100% prosperous,
100% entrepreneurial,
100% emphatic,
100% abiding,
100% singing,
100% entrenchment,
100% astounding,
100% stalwart,
100% stupefying,
100% simplistic,
100% intrinsic,
100% pleasurable,
100% scintillating,
100% majestic,
100% insatiable,
100% silken,
100% mingling,
100% affiliation,
100% stimulating,
100% teaming,
100% grandeur,
100% piquant,
100% ethical,
100% gorgeous,
100% camaraderie,
100% dutiful,
100% sparkling,
100% enamoring,
100% tremendous,
100% spacious,
100% springing,
100% spontaneous,
100% quintessential,
100% cute,
100% guiding,
100% verdant,
100% altruistic,
100% open,
100% recharging,
100% imperative,
100% integral,
100% trendsetting,
100% remedy,
100% boundless,
100% picturesque,
100% astronomical,
100% bemusing,
100% propagating,
100% affectionate,
100% developing,
100% assertive,
100% virile, '
100% heavenly,
100% sailing,
100% successful,
100% revolutionary,
100% radiating,
100% blessed,
100% famous,
100% obsessive,
100% celestial,
100% co-operative,
100% graceful,
100% delectable,
100% resplendent,
100% compassionate,
100% pacifying,
100% Omnipresent,
100% easing,
100% assimilating,
100% unflinching,
100% enthralling,
100% ebullient,
100% infallible,
100% adjusting,
100% celebrated,
100% happy,
100% tranquil,
100% total,
100% torrential,
100% lightening,
100% likeable,
100% messiah,
100% charming,
100% appealing,
100% ravenous,
100% breathtaking,
100% cozy,
100% reminiscent,
100% rehabilitating,
100% prevalent,
100% meaningful,
100% opulent,
100% redolent,
100% marvelous,
100% fantastic,
100% magnanimous,
100% believing,
100% natural,
100% princely,
100% intriguing,
100% nurturing,
100% motherly,
100% culminating,
100% coveted,
100% rejuvenating,
100% focussed,
100% gregarious,
100% achieving,
100% lascivious,
100% fulminating,
100% mollifying,
100% epitomizing,
100% surrendering,
100% fun,
100% thrilling,
100% coalescing,
100% communicative,
100% understanding,
100% productive,
100% occupational,
100% embellished,
100% replenished,
100% frosty,
100% functional,
100% everlasting,
100% eternal,
100% creating,
100% mischievous,
100% frolicking,
100% infinity,
100% eloquence,
100% levitating,
100% nostalgic,
100% imminent,
100% intimate,
100% prudent,
100% pungent,
100% piercing,
100% memorable,
100% admirable,
100% revered,
100% scholarly,
100% masterful,
100% diffusing,
100% heart,
100% blood,
100% breath,
100% life,
O! yes by the grace of Almighty God, that's 100%
love….

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100 % Natural

Mon, 04 Feb 2008 20:29:01 GMT

At times an inferno of poignantly towering emotions;
while at times a meadow of resplendently blissful
tranquility that stretched for times immemorial,

At times an astoundingly prolific bombardment of
restlessness; while at times a river of celestially
milky and exotically unending enchantment,

At times an untamed volcano of tantalizing
voluptuousness; while at times as beautifully heavenly
as the mystical mists on the spell bindingly
gregarious mountaintops,

At times a ferociously undulating sea of unbelievably
ecstatic exhilaration; while at times the majestically
sleeping castle of fathomless dreams,

At times an indefatigably reverberating catharsis of
the countenance; while at times the ingratiatingly
innocuous pearl floating in holistic harmony; at the
bottom of blue sea,

At times an impudently overpowering monster
transcending over the realms of pragmatic
sagaciousness; while at times the boundless fleet of
silken birds regally sweeping through the clouds,
'
At times a passionately never ending fire that
Omnipotently enlightened the complexion of this dreary
planet; while at times a phlegmatically lazing
tortoise; paying an absolute deaf ear to the
conventionally turgid society,

At times wave of endlessly swirling and enthralling
excitement; while at times a nimble dewdrop
sensitively curled; and waiting for the very first
rays of; fantastically ephemeral dawn,

At times a blazingly marching patriotic soldier for
whom even the ghastliest of death caused no fear;
while at times at river of amiably drifting
contentment; in complete synergy with the Lord Divine,

At times a profoundly ambiguous wind incessantly
vacillating between the limitless shades of vivacious
life; while at times the rejuvenating incense sticks
of irrefutably sparkling truth,

At times an unrelenting cistern of ebullient
happiness; while at times inevitably entrenched by
obfuscated skies of disparaging sadness,

At times a perennial whirlwind of insurmountable
rhapsody; while at times a timidly retreating
butterfly sandwiched in cocoons of sordid
remorsefulness,

At times a fireball of indefatigably uxorious fantasy
which never ends; while at times an impeccably
sleeping angel wholesomely oblivious to the unfurling
of rapid time,

At times an unparalleled storm which took the entire
living race by radically dramatic surprise; while at
times a sheepish leaf wilting towards even the most
infinitesimal draught of breeze,

At times carving a way of its very own amidst
countless others engulfed with baseless rigidity;
while at times stooping like an obeisant angel in
front of the Almighty divine,

At times an eternally frolicking peacock vividly
flirting behind the hills; while at times fretting and
fuming in the aisles of treacherously betraying
morbidity,

At times an unsurpassable caravan of philanthropic
goodness; while at times lured by fabulously eloping
and nubile damsels as the bodies euphorically
titillated in the moon soaked night,

O! Yes; at times this; while at times an unfathomable
shade of that; but one thing was intransigently
undeniable; that whether I lived forever in the
paradise of heaven; or whether I forever rotted in the
gallows of hell with the word die; my heart was; is
and would always remain 100% NATURAL…..

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100 Bones

Mon, 04 Feb 2008 20:28:49 GMT

God gave you a 100 bones; to atleast mitigate a 100
people from the aisles of inexplicably traumatic
suffering during your entire lifetime; not to erect an
infinite ghoulish palaces of yours; upon their
innocently unblemished blood,

God gave you a 100 bones; to atleast save a 100
innocuous orphans from drowning in the satanic waters
during your entire lifetime; not to viciously sell
them to your infinite viciously devilish agents; so
that they could tawdrily trade them for their nubile
skin,

God gave you a 100 bones; to atleast grow a 100
holistically bountiful trees during your entire
lifetime; not to ruthlessly massacre infinite
blissful lives; just to appease the spuriously
petulant itching in your sinister eyes,

God gave you a 100 bones; to atleast evolve a 100
abodes for the tremblingly oppressed during your
entire lifetime; not to pave infinite battlefields of
unrelentingly pugnacious war; deluging every cranny of
the celestial planet with indiscriminately vengeful
bloodshed,

God gave you a 100 bones; to atleast enlighten a 100
despicably shattered faces with a smile during your
entire lifetime; not to squalidly replenish infinite
bombastic swimming pools of yours with tears of the
devastatingly deprived,

God gave you a 100 bones; to atleast disinfect a 100
km of land of all its malicious parasite during your
entire lifetime; not to uncouthly trample your chariot
of derogatory gunpowder; over an infinite ebulliently
new born infant lives,

God gave you a 100 bones; to atleast thank a 100
people for their benevolent graciousness during your
entire lifetime; not to scurrilously slander infinite
impeccable children; for ostensibly no reason nor
rhyme,

God gave you a 100 bones; to atleast light the
lantern of spell binding compassion in a 100
despairingly extinguishing households during your
entire lifetime; not to mercilessly keep infinite a
fragrant flower at the hideously venomous nozzle of
your gunpoint,

God gave you a 100 bones; to atleast sagaciously
educate a 100 illiterate during your entire lifetime;
not to heartlessly snatch away even the most
infinitesimally fleeting happiness; from infinite
symbiotically majestic lives,

God gave you a 100 bones; to atleast behead a 100
repugnant devils during your entire lifetime; not to
ominously asphyxiate the throats of infinite divinely
lactating mothers; for nonsensically immortalizing
your own; treacherous kind,

God gave you a 100 bones; to atleast ameliorate a 100
wounded soldiers of your sacred motherland during your
entire lifetime; not to lecherously bury infinite a
living organism countless feet beneath their grave;
even as their emanated the first cries of euphoric
life,

God gave you a 100 bones; to atleast sing a 100 songs
of unassailable unity during your entire lifetime; not
to horrifically maim infinite a mellifluous voice;
with the truculently sordid wings of your corpulently
corruptive authority,

God gave you a 100 bones; to atleast march a 100
unflinching footsteps for uplifting your heavenly
homesoil during your entire lifetime; not to insanely
sell even the tiniest robe of your divinely mother; to
infinite luridly barking parasites,

God gave you a 100 bones; to atleast bend a 100 times
in due obeisance of nature's panoramic charisma during
your entire lifetime; not to preposterously keep
towering like a chauvinistically self centered
flagpole; luridly crippling infinite blissful bodies;
their bread and brime,

God gave you a 100 bones; to atleast uninhibitedly
melange with a 100 different tribes during your entire
lifetime; not to lethally diffuse bombs of acridly
whipping discrimination; amongst infinite
civilizations worldwide,

God gave you a 100 bones; to atleast free a 100
torturously excoriated of your comrades from clutches
of despondent slavery during your entire lifetime; not
to lasciviously sculpture an infinite bars of macabre
prison; with unending shrieks of the amiably
immaculate,

God gave you a 100 bones; to atleast feed a 100
unfathomably emaciating stomachs during your entire
lifetime; not to perniciously infiltrate the morsels
of infinite haplessly staggering; with your worthless
spit,

God gave you a 100 bones; to atleast splash the lives
of a 100 infertile with vivaciously ingratiating color
during your entire lifetime; not to invidiously stash
your own dungeons with bloodstained carcasses of your;
infinite egregiously crucified prey,

And God gave you a 100 bones; to atleast throb a 100
times for the spirit of life; unshakable love and
timeless humanity during your entire lifetime; not to
betrayingly steal infinite an heart; so that you could
exist for an unstoppable more lives….

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100 M Sprint

Mon, 04 Feb 2008 20:28:29 GMT

Grey lead escapes gleaming pistol barrel,
10 bullets soar high in the sky,
piercing fluffy carpets of blue clouds,
flooding air patches with dynamite stench,
as 10 heads sport curly hair,
crisscrossed in pools of sweat,
10 shirts of athletic spun cotton,
10 sweat shorts clinging to muscled leg,
10 time pieces wound on wrists,
10 pairs of footwear studded with spikes,
10 bands of multicolored foam,
fitted tightly to throbbing forehead,
10 chains of shining metal,
jingling against heavy chest bone,
10 pairs of eyes converging dead straight,
reflecting uncurbed desires of complete triumph,
10 sets of moist palms,
clenched tightly into blood curling fists,
10 pairs of curved ankles,
knelt towards saw dust race tracks,
10 pairs of pounding hearts,
ready to leap in heated ecstasy,
the 100 m sprint is just about to commence.

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12.0 Clock

Mon, 04 Feb 2008 20:28:13 GMT

12.0 Clock. A moment when the voluptuous seduction of
ingratiating blackness; enshrouded each frazzled nerve
of mine with silken sensuousness,

12.0 Clock. A moment when overwhelmingly enchanting
melody; whispered a tale of profound mysticism in my
frantically insane and bereaved ears,

12.0 Clock. A moment when a carpet of rejuvenating
serenity blissfully infiltrated into my lunatically
manipulative life; celestially placating every
inexplicably traumatic thought of mine,

12.0 Clock. A moment when the entire Universe outside
seemed to be a mesmerizing paradise; with an
unfathomable ocean of benign goodness; profusely
encapsulating every ingredient of my tyrannically
lambasted blood,

12.0 Clock. A moment when the resplendently milky
light of the charismatic Moon titillated me till times
immemorial; bathing me in a cistern of wonderfully
enamoring beauty,

12.0 Clock. A moment when an unsurpassable garden of
reinvigorating scent encompassed my disastrously
staggering stride; triumphantly urging me to embed the
flag of philanthropic victory; on the path of
righteous mankind,

12.0 Clock. A moment when tantalizingly cool breeze
exuberantly brushed through my dolorously dwindling
eyes; transpiring me to fantastically erupt in an
unrelenting cocoon of; spell binding fantasy,

12.0 Clock. A moment of unbelievably rapturous
delight; when the rustling of the vivacious trees;
seemed like the eternal heavens had bountifully
descended down,

12.0 Clock. A moment which metamorphosed the
complexion of my beleaguered lips to a poignant
crimson; triggering in me the insatiable urge to blend
with all sensuously exotic beauty around,

12.0 Clock. A moment when aristocratic waves of
tranquility; miraculously changed the definition of my
haplessly shattering life; to a civilization of
perennially blossoming freshness,

12.0 Clock. A moment that blissfully redefined every
aspect of my monotonously mundane survival;
enlightening each of my hopelessly crippling
footsteps; with a reservoir of unconquerably heavenly
newness,

12.0 Clock. A moment which regally painted the
impoverished kaleidoscope of my dithering existence
with an incomprehensible valley of vibrant color;
making me wholesomely believe in the harmoniously
benevolent principles of; priceless humanity,

12.0 Clock. A moment when the relentless stare of the
vividly striped owl; tumultuously evoked me to
conceive beyond the realms of the sparklingly
extraordinary; diffuse into a flower of innovative
freshness; every unfurling minute of my existence,

12.0 Clock. A moment which impregnated my
lackadaisically nonchalant life with astronomically
unending spice; as the magnificently eclectic
frequency of the atmosphere; lit a lantern of love
through every vein of my persona,

12.0 Clock. A moment fabulously relieving me of even
the most infinitesimal of tensions; deluging the
canvas of my beautifully scintillating breath; with
ubiquitously untamed euphoria,

12.0 Clock. A moment which royally catapulted me
beyond all sinful apprehensions of pragmatic life; as
I majestically coalesced with the aisles of unending
desire; for infinite more births yet to come,

12.0 Clock. A moment when there seemed nothing but the
ravishing scent of the unassailably princely rose; as
the petals of my lugubriously despairing life; bloomed
full throttle towards the pathways of insurmountable
excitement,

12.0 Clock. A moment when the breath that
nondescriptly diffused from my nostrils; suddenly
incinerated an invincible cloudburst of romantic
passion; in the pathetically fading atmosphere,

O! Yes.12.0 Clock. A moment when the stringently
conventional society outside snored ludicrously;
incarcerated well within the asphyxiating agony of
quilts and spurious air-conditioner; while my heart
had just commenced to sing the beats of love and life;
as it was now fascinating midnight…..

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