Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet

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Between the ominous black clouds and the earth; there lies enchanting breeze 


placidly cooling the atmosphere, 


 


Between wholesome pitch darkness and brilliant sunlight; there lies the mesmerizing evening; passionately awaiting the night, 


 


Between the summit of colossal mountain and the dusty roads; there lies the delectably gurgling waterfall; dissipating into silken froth, 


 


Between the mammoth tusked elephant and the minuscule ant; there lies the innocuous rabbit; playing hide and seek amidst the labyrinth of bushes, 


 


Between the bombastic Mercedes and the threadbare tricycle; there lies a bike; 


zipping past the landscapes at lightening speeds, 


 


Between the transparent mirror and mounds of abominable coal; there lies murky coins of silver; incarcerating all in vicinity with their mystical spell, 


 


Between the stupendously exotic rose and the infinitesimal granules of free soil; there lies nimble blades of grass; voraciously tickling trespassers with their tantalizing tendrils, 


 


Between the obstreperously screeching train and the perpetually silent valley; there lies the bubbling river; granting substantial reprieve from the agony of sweltering Sun, 


 


Between hostile thorns of cactus and the sweet curry of pulverized sugar; there lies the robust apple imparting a voluptuous flavor the instant you masticated it, 


 


Between the profusely embellished statue and heap of fetid garbage; there lies the succulent coconut with a pool of tangy water impregnated in its womb, 


 


Between the grandiloquent castle and the shoddily attired iron drainpipe; there lies the seaside hut; with waves of the ocean sporadically against its windows, 


 


Between the melodiously singing nightingale and the discordantly wailing mosquito; there lies the sly fox; whistling harmoniously in open space, 


 


Between the pot bellied giant and the inconspicuous infant; there lies the impetuous youngster; euphorically wandering around, 


 


Between the bird soaring astronomically high and the slithering lizard; there lies the opalescent butterfly flirtatiously fluttering its wings, 


Between impeccable truth and nefarious evil; there lies the mischievous monkey playing pranks to appease mankind, 


 


Between the sanctimoniously rich and the bedraggled beggar; there lies the common man; trying to struggle every unleashing minute for existence, 


 


Between garish velvet and immaculate fibers of white; there lies the grey squirrel; frantically trying to search its burrow before sunset, 


 


Between immortal love and superficial hatred; there lies philanthropic friendship; propagating its essence far and wide, 


 


And between new born life and perilously old death; there lie sweet experiences; which add color to living; a dynamic vibrancy to breath.



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