Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet

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Overwhelmed by sedation; in the realms of fathomlessly enchanting fantasy, 


Floating on a blanket of clouds; with a festoon of seductive fairies dancing incessantly around me, 


Embracing the voluptuous coat of verdant grass full throttle; rampantly rolling in the stupendous blades till times immemorial, 


Perceiving the most incredulous objects in this Universe; surging astronomically forward than the spirit of times, 


Tell me where is death; Tell me where is pain; More importantly Tell me O! Almighty lord; why have people made this blissful planet of yours; a parasite from a paradise.


 


 


Sniffing the mesmerizing aroma of heavenly nectar; boisterously leaping behind the swarming bees, 


Blending majestically with the Sunshine; basking under in the glory of milky beams of exotic moon, 


Admiring the resplendent blanket of glittering stars; philandering like a price on the summit of velvety ice, 


Saluting the birds soaring high in the ephemeral evenings; profoundly lost in the cadence of the Queenly nightingale, 


Tell me where is death; Tell me where is pain; More importantly Tell me O! Almighty lord; why have people made this blissful planet of yours; a parasite from a paradise. 


 


Galloping through the fields of blossoming corn; indefatigably cuddling the innocuous sheep sleeping on the hills, 


Gyrating fervently in the music of the morning cuckoo; splashing euphorically in an unfathomable ocean of tangy water, 


Daintily caressing the Oligarchic oyster; seductively swishing the body under the ravishing waterfall that enigmatically cascaded from the mountain, 


Feasting on a celestial meal of rhapsodically fresh cherries; lying in mute silence on the shimmering carpet of sea sands, 


Tell me where is death; Tell me where is pain; More importantly Tell me O! Almighty lord; why have people made this blissful planet of yours; a parasite from a paradise. 


 


Placing the arms in the lap of insurmountably bountiful nature; chasing squirrels as they slithered in sheer ecstasy up the corrugated tree, 


Voraciously coating the entire body with a slurry of tantalizingly wet rain mud; gasping in dumbfounded astonishment as the mirage loomed larger in the golden


desert soil, 


Listening with rapt attention to the incredulously animated chirping of the amicable parrot; gallivanting beside the fire as its royal flames crackled in the midst of marvelous midnight, 


Savoring exuberantly cool coconut with rubicund pair of lips; transiting into a rejuvenating reverie; boundless decades before this Universe was first created, 


Tell me where is death; Tell me where is pain; More importantly Tell me O! Almighty lord; why have people made this blissful planet of yours; a parasite from a paradise.



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A Parasite From A Paradise