Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet


Accept me for my candid perceptions; the heart that still palpitated more passionately in my chest than the most tumultuous of thunderstorm, 


Accept me for my diminutive stature; the unflinching ability with which I could still face the most threatening of disaster, 


Accept me for my incongruously bearded cheeks; the crispness in my voice that still had the power to pacify hordes of; overwhelmingly agitated masses, 


Accept me for my flurry of profusely lazy habits; the alacrity with which my mind still functioned after midnight, 


Over and above all; accept me for what I was and not what I couldn't be. 


 


Accept me for my ugly contoured face; the exorbitant charisma that still flowed uninhibitedly in each of my tear drop, 


Accept me for my insurmountably penurious disposition; the richness that still circumvented my conscience which was greater than any living being on this earth, 


Accept me for my disastrously broken leg; the Herculean power that still  encapsulated my palms; with which I could take on the mantle of this entire


Universe, 


Accept me for my disdainfully deafening snoring; the unsurpassable compassion I still generated by indefatigably fantasizing about you all throughout the night, 


Over and above all; accept me for what I was and not what I couldn't be.


 


 


Accept me for my pathetically fading vision; the unfathomable sense or perception that still reigned supreme; triggering me to see even better than those having complete sight, 


Accept me for my inherent virtue of speaking the irrefutable truth; the incomprehensible tenacity I still possessed to face the aftermath of violent death, 


Accept me for my unrelenting faith in God; the religion of humanity I still propagated in each continent and free space sprawled over this earth, 


Accept me for not bathing scrupulously at the unveiling of ethereal dawn; the holistic purity that still enveloped my mind; body and soul; to make the world a paradise to live, 


Over and above all; accept me for what I was and not what I couldn't be.


 


 


Accept me for utterly outlandish set of ideals I stringently adhered too; the virtue of benevolence which still reigned stupendously supreme in my animate countenance, 


Accept me for defying the conventionally monotonous society; the twin meals of bread and butter I still earned; in order to blissfully suffice me and my adorable family, 


Accept me for choosing the road which was the darkest and the most obsolete; the optimistic beams of hope I still conjured; as I emerged out victorious from the tunnel of despair, 


Accept me for staring relentlessly towards the carpet of blue sky; the resplendent festoon of stars that I still got on earth; to majestically illuminate its every enchanting night, 


Over and above all; accept me for what I was and not what I couldn't be.



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