Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet


It was flashes which made the eyes click; impart them with the profusely flirtatious rejuvenation to lead life, 


 


It was a smile which made the lips click; portray their voluptuously mesmerizing beauty to the planet outside, 


 


It was raw muscle which made the bones click; impregnating their persona with the invincible tenacity to surge forward in life, 


 


It was ravishing food which made the stomach click; impart it with the heavenly rejuvenation to rise up to the most intransigent occasion of existence, 


 


It was relentlessly escalating fantasy which made the mind click; propelling it to insatiably venture into enigmatic arenas never explored before, 


 


It was enchantingly melodious sounds which made the ears click; instilled in them the inexorable ardor to hear and decipher beyond the pragmatically ordinary, 


 


It was an overwhelmingly poignant river of blood which made the veins click; indefatigably instigate the body to conquer and conjure new heights, 


 


It was the profoundly disseminated labyrinth of lines on the palms which made destiny click; triggered an unfathomable ocean of anecdotes to unveil in life; which one couldn't have conceived even in the wildest of his dreams, 


 


It was the essence of irrefutable empathy which made a relationship click; granted it that impregnable solidarity to withstand the most disastrous of times, 


 


It was profusely tantalizing saliva which made the throat click; perpetuate it to fulminate into a valley of authoritatively domineering sounds, 


 


It was ingeniously insurmountable memory which made the brain click; unleash itself with astronomical confidence in every sphere of existence, 


 


It was a volcano of vivaciously blended emotions which made the conscience click; irrevocably listen to its voice of righteousness; and march forward without the slightest of respite, 


 


It was the thoroughly reinvigorating fragrance of the lotus which made the nostrils click; inhale incessantly to explore even the most minuscule organism of God's  fascinating creation, 


 


It was exhilarating bouts of euphoric speed which made the legs click; gallop like an untamed panther through the boundless forests in stupendous ecstasy, 


 


It was the Omnipotent Creator's will that made lovers living continents apart click; break the most diabolically treacherous barricades that came their way, 


 


It was countless hours with the innocuously impeccable children which made nostalgia click; grant a man slithering miserably beside his grave; the status of


being young once again, 


 


It was an everlasting rhythm of passionately palpitating beats which made the heart click; throb till times immemorial for the entity it solely admired  on this Universe, 


And it was love that made life click; make it the most beautiful gift not only on this planet; but also unendingly fathomless kilometers beyond sky.



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