Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet


Its not about the mortuaries of vapidly deteriorating blackness; but life's all about how invincibly do you light up the same; with the untamed fire of optimism in your fervently righteous eyes, 


 


Its not about those countless anecdotes of murderously betrayal; but life's all about how you metamorphose each one of them into an everlasting lantern of friendship; with each beat of immortal love in your heart, 


 


Its not about the inevitably lecherous bouts of stony solitariness; but life's all about how you jauntily illuminate the same- with the bounteous ardor to survive in your enthralling voice, 


 


Its not about every path which led to the corpses of monotonous hopelessness; but life's all about how you spawn beams of newness in the same; with the unbridled creativity lingering in each of your stride, 


 


Its not about those tears of indescribable anguish that dribble down the cheeks; but life's all about how you evaporate the same into a cloud of fantasies; with each of your magically ameliorating smile, 


 


Its not about those disastrously hackneyed destiny lines; but life's all about how you write your own fortunes; with the perennially sparkling ink of your undefeated perseverance, 


 


Its not about those eyeballs being dreadfully blinded by the swords of corruption; but life's all about how you inspire them to shunt all evil; with the flame of perpetual truth triumphantly transcending every quarter of your soul, 


 


Its not about the bitterness which had arisen out of ruthless discrimination and disparity; but life's all about how you timelessly unite every conceivable living kind; in the religion of eternally unconquerable humanity, 


 


Its not about the dungeons of ominous greed which pulverized one and all to feckless shit; but life's all about how you ubiquitously sow the seeds of altruistic compassion-which were inherently ingrained in every droplet of your blood, 


 


Its not about the inevitable spurts of devilish laziness that lay a jinx upon the earth; but life's all about how you substituted the same with the untamed energy to survive; predominantly exhaling out of your nostrils, 


 


Its not about the unsparing cry of terrorizing war that threatened to rip apart through the fabric of human kind; but life's all about how you perennially quelled the same; with the message of peace and brotherhood—radiating from every cranny of your countenance, 


 


Its not about sinfully lugubrious decay and the inescapable stench that arose; but life's all about how you sparked the skies of freshness in each element of the atmosphere; with your unending zeal to adventure; discover and blissfully create, 


 


Its not about those countless cries of hedonistic torture; but life's all about how you took away even the tiniest ounce of hysterical pain; with the balm of unshakable friendship; that you had to offer to one and all, 


 


Its not about the curse of curtailed time crucifying the chapter of existence; but life's all about how you lived each instant to the fullest of its capacity; as if it were your very last instant to survive on planet divine, 


 


Its not about the sadistic devil trouncing every trace of uninhibited happiness; but life's all about how you hoist the flag of victory with every good deed that you executed-by the grace of the Omnipotent God, 


 


Its not about a lost cause which cast its holocaustic shadow upon the entire Universe; but life's all about how you let your own inimitable identity of truth forever prevail; and bless even the worst of your foes, 


 


Its not about the closest to your heart deserting you in the midst of the apocalyptic storm; but life's all about how you spread the oceans of love from your heart all over; and in the goriest face of betrayal, 


 


Its not about the bane of childlessness thwarting the fabric of living kind; but life's all about how you adopt every orphaned child in vicinity; with the unparalleled goodness in even the most obfuscated iota of your creation, 


 


And its not about the fangs of satanic death forever silencing every cry of fresh birth; but life's all about how you live an infinite lives just in a single lifetime of yours; by tirelessly loving each palpable creation of the Almighty Lord; irrespective of whether you could get the love of your girl or not



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