Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet


When I was studying incessantly; trying to decode enigmatic problems of intricate arithmetic, 


Concentrating onerously; putting in my stupendous best to appear in the examination, 


I wistfully wished that time should whistle past; as fast as the aircraft flying in the air; 


and there were blissful holidays once again.


 


When I stood in the long queue for marathon hours; with scores of irascible passengers; shuffling across incongruously, 


Disconcertingly poking sensitive avenues of my body; breathing heavily down my nape, 


I wished that time should pass as quickly as a race horse; and my number arrived


soon at the ticket counter.


 


When I walked barefoot on burning embers of crimson fire, 


A myriad of ligaments in my tender skin; got mercilessly scalded, 


I wished for the time to tick rapidly like a palpitating heart; and for the moments


when I would be perfectly rehabilitated.


 


When I sat on the lavatory seat; with my bowels viciously strangulated by obnoxious constipation, 


Infinite droplets of silver sweat dribbling painstakingly down my lips; irregular contractions besieging my stomach, 


I fervently wished for time to gallop like a panther; and for my lungs to be inundated with fresh air suspended outside 


 


When I worked unrelentingly in the office; scrutinizing bulky manuscripts for typographical errors, 


Posing a monotonous smile to all my seniors; nostalgically reminiscing my childhood days, 


I wished for the time to churn ahead like propelled boat in the sea; and for me to reach my dwelling in one piece.


 


When I lay bedraggled on the streets; penurious and deprived of indispensable amenities in life, 


Pangs of hunger reverberating thunderously in my belly; with a dwindling destiny to be confronted, 


I wished for time to leap several years; placing me in the age when I would be exorbitantly affluent; having a silken coat instead of the jute at present engulfing my demeanor.


 


When I was a child; scolded on umpteenth occasions by my domineering elders, 


Given parsimonious allowances to sustain life; stringently admonished not


to remain awake late in the night, 


I wished time traversed as fast as the express train; transforming me into exuberant youth; capable of dictating terms to my compatriots.


 


When I lay unconscious in dreaded coma; a deathly blue tinge incorporating my body, 


All fantasy replaced by distressing tribulation in my colossal brain, 


I had an intense wish; for time to zip across like the fastest kangaroo; and for me to


relinquish life; forever ending the niggling agony.


 


And when I was in the arms of my beloved; with her ravishing hair cascading all over my body, 


The supple complexion of her lips caressing my nose; with her mesmerizing voice softly striking against my eardrum, 


I sincerely wished and prayed for minutes to freeze in their advancing footsteps; and this was the only occasion when I incorrigibly wanted the time to stop.



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I Wished For Time To Stop

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