Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet

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No two eyes on this Universe were ever the same; with some chasing ingratiatingly bountiful beauty; while some maliciously wandering after the aimlessly slithering and diabolical devil, 


 


No two scalps on this Universe were ever the same; with some sporting a


festoon of exuberantly ravishing hair; while some horrifically sulking under a gutter of dolorously pathetic leeches, 


 


No two skins on this Universe were ever the same; with some as charming


as the fascinatingly colossal skies; while some more lugubriously empty than threadbare bits of preposterously dried charcoal, 


 


No two nose's on this Universe were ever the same; with some as pristinely piquant at profoundly blossoming lotus; while some more abominably expressionless than the


dissolutely pulverized stones, 


 


No two lips on this Universe were ever the same; with some as majestically rubicund as the poignantly scarlet rose; while some more pretentiously snobbish than 


the lackadaisically withering leaf, 


 


No two ears on this Universe were ever the same; with some celestially deciphering even the most infinitesimally diminutive of evanescent sound; while some more viciously blending than the demons; with unrelentingly coercing thunderballs of malice, 


 


No two chins on this Universe were ever the same; with some as resplendently twinkling as the regally enlightening stars; while some more devastatingly shattered than non-existently treacherous and gorily bombarded townships, 


 


No two palms on this Universe were ever the same; with some unflinchingly evolving an intrepidly exhilarating path of their very own; while some more idiosyncratically


dependant on an inconspicuously worthless corpse of crosses and wavering destiny lines, 


 


No two bellies on this Universe were ever the same; with some as tantalizing as the fathomlessly surreal mists of unparalleled heaven; while some more drably corpulent


than the decaying tortoise; spending its entire life nondescriptly staring at the sky and by the riverside, 


 


No two voices on this Universe were ever the same; with some as charismatically philanthropic as the harbingers of humanity; while some more disparagingly stifled than the venomously lurking shadows of the sinister coffins, 


No two fingers on this Universe were ever the same; with some as royally


eclectic as the gloriously iridescent and perennially unfurling skies; while some more truculently lambasting than the remorseful scorpions of; sanctimonious lies, 


 


No two tongues on this Universe were ever the same; with some fostering


sweetness as melodious as the marvelously benign nightingale; while some more vengefully bitter than the satanic roots of penalizing hell, 


 


No two minds on this Universe were ever the same; with some unsurpassably fantasizing in the aisles of optimistically enlightening goodness; while some more


sardonic than ghoulishly sodomizing graveyards of emaciating loneliness, 


 


No two personalities on this Universe were ever the same; with some as


blazingly flamboyant as the Omnipotently rising Sun; while some more invidiously blacker than the insipidly dastardly winds of devilish midnight, 


 


No two necks on this Universe were ever the same; with some gustily elongated and enthusing drifting towards the realms of surreally everlasting sensuousness; while some more shorter than miserably squelched cigarette butts and turgidly staring into entrenchments of; bizarre nothingness, 


 


No two shoulders on this Universe were ever the same; with some resiliently towering tall in the face of even the most debilitatingly slaughtering of disaster; while some more disdainfully collapsing than hillocks of bland chalk; under the tiniest draught of ephemeral wind, 


 


No two perspiration on this Universe were ever the same; with some intransigently radiating the scent of assiduously well deserved struggle; while some more


worthless than trashloads of orphaned faeces flying from the lazing monsters roof, 


 


No two shadows on this Universe were ever the same; with some mystically


reinvigorating every acridly barren patch of earth that they caressed with unfathomable cisterns of compassion; while some more ruthlessly propagating the


barriers of religion; caste; creed and color; than the indiscriminately squandering vultures, 


 


No two perceptions were ever the same; with some as wonderfully unprejudiced as the ebullient breeze that embraced one and all alike; while some more grotesquely distorted than the malicious politicians; unworthy cartoon, 


 


No two feet on this Universe were ever the same; with some unassailably


marching on the pathways of irrefutable truth; while some more mercilessly trampling every new life born with their gruesomely bohemian and macabre toes, 


 


No two accents on this Universe were ever the same; with some purisitically coalescing with the rudiments of integral rusticity and originality; while some more


derogatorily feckless than the baying of the uncontrollably sweating pig, 


 


No two appetites on this Universe were ever the same; with some holistically replenishing the harmonious body with the eternally effulgent and symbiotic fruits


of creation; while some more cadaverously ferociously than the lethally snapping crocodiles, 


 


No two thumbs on this Universe were ever the same; with some as stupendously flexible as the aristocratically vacillating season winds; while some more irately rigid than water despicably stagnating in the obsoletely orphaned gutterlines; not prepared the slightest to even budge a mercurial inch, 


 


No two adam's apple on this Universe were ever the same; with some as ebulliently frolicking as the intriguingly blooming fairies in crimson sky; while some more hideously solitary than the forlorn ghost; wailing the cry of death as even the most blessed of water synergistically slurped down the slavering throat, 


 


No two postures on this Universe were ever the same; with some as bountifully streaming into newness as the morning Sun God; while some more fetidly mourning


infinite feet beneath the earth; than what worms could be, 


 


No two signatures on this Universe were ever the same; with some ubiquitously depicting the patriotic persona with unprecedentedly unlimited pride; while some


fading into mortuaries of indescribable oblivion; even as the first droplets of nimble rain pelted down from the velvety sky, 


 


But every heart on this Universe is; was and would be always the same; as each beat that it immortally diffused; each resonation profusely fulminating from its inner most core; each beautiful dream that it timelessly throbbed for; unconquerably bonded with the boundless sky of love; love and only everlasting love.



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