Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet
I watched television in fading hours of the evening,
resting against a cushioned foam of pure Dunlop,
pointing my large feet towards the placid moon,
twin pair of hands shielding my dreary eyes,
long quilt of rich satin engulfing my persona,
an uncorked bottle of white champagne full to the brim lying by my side,
crisp voices emanating from the t.v.set flooding my ears,
i was ecstatic beyond definition of pleasure,
relishing roasted chunks of fish curry,
with torrential rain splashing vociferously through the partially open window pane.
the sky barked loud echoes of lightening thunder,
swollen clouds collided with volatile intensity,
streaks of electricity swept across the galaxy,
magnified droplets of rain pelted down in vindication,
as masses of pitch dark air hovered dangerously above my house,
the inclement weather had taken complete toll on the proceedings.
the fury of rain was simply invincible,
fresh liquid now leaked from multiple cracks in the ceiling,
light switchboard sockets now oozed rain water,
sparks flew high and handsome from wire panels,
colossal consumption of alcohol had rendered me inalert,
as i alighted from my sleeping cave of kingly comfort,
to activate the switch for the morning alarm,
deathly chills of naked current ran through my entire body,
healthy blood froze in its veins,
the heart had stopped throbbing as an aftermath of shock,
my feeble knees couldn't hold me any longer,
i collapsed in a heap on the wet floor,
realms of death strangulated me in entirety,
acrid sparks of current causing instant electrocution.
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Electrocution
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