Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet
The road was a desolate patch of tarmac burning,
blotches of dust stuck to side embankments,
disdainful heat waves knifed all those moving,
the sun shone from all quarters of sky carpets,
crows croaked loud for mud vessels of water,
gigantic lizards adapted chocolate brown color of tree stalk,
house interiors baked in increasing intensity of Sun blaze,
multiple mouth cavities craved for transparent liquid,
ground mud sheets burst into cracks, in boiling heat,
the kilometer strip, was inhabited by striped furry dogs,
chasing vehicles as they whistled by,
distant roars of laughter became evident,
as gang of youngsters danced in aisles of the silver Mercedes.
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blaring music echoed through the air,
powerful stench of alcohol floated in the breeze,
radial tyres left trails of scorching sand,
driver compressed gas pedal to full angularity,
innocent dogs chased car at whirlwind speed,
barked their heart out at unruly youth reclined in car seat,
ran abreast of bullet proof doors, for marathon time,
the men then decided they had enough confrontation,
wailing yelps besieged the serene calm,
as car assembly surged forward,
indiscreetly trampling few pounds of helpless dog meat.
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