Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet


The Sun dazzles brilliantly in the azure sky; profoundly illuminating pallid patches of land on earth, 


Lets make it even better by standing directly beneath in it; rejuvenating our


dreary senses in its austerely stringent rays.


 


The swirling waves of gigantic ocean clash mercilessly with rocks; escalating


to phenomenal heights of froth in inclement weather, 


Lets make it even better by completely submerging our silhouette in it; relishing the tanginess of water on our bare skins.


 


The flakes of freezing snow merrily trickled from the sky; inundating barren


territories of the mountain with thick sheets of white ice, 


Lets make it even better by rolling voraciously in them; hurling them frivolously in pudgy chunks; at our beloved.


 


The fountain pen appeared to be enamoring; with an articulately chiseled nib


protruding from its slim mouth, 


Lets make it even better by writing infinite lines of calligraphy with it; sketch mystical shapes out of the same; on plain sheets of sprawling canvas.


 


The wind blew tenaciously all day; engendering indolent clusters of leaves


riveted to the tree; to gustily blow, 


Lets make it even better by confronting it head on; with the mesmerizing breeze clashing blatantly against the eye.


 


The tea looked stupendously ravishing in the pellucid kettle; with scented wisps of smoke profusely tantalizing the nimble hair in our nostrils, 


Lets make it even better by gently sipping it; emitting incoherent noises while gulping it down our throat.


 


The aircraft appeared astoundingly exhilarating when sighted on the Black tarmac; with twin pairs of majestic wings projecting from its sides, 


Lets make it even better by inhabiting the same; soaring high in the sky; 


abreast the satiny clouds.


 


The lips looked luscious and voluptuous; with an unprecedented pink circumventing them in entirety, 


Lets make it even better by uninhibitedly exploring them; tasting the 


sweetness imbibed; violently with our tongue's.


 


The gloves lying on the mantel piece appeared pretty enthralling; with bulging


red sponge visible from far distance, 


Lets make it even better by wearing them on our palms; judiciously testing


each other's fortitude; battling it out in the heart of the boxing ring.


 


The two lovers looked inevitably fascinating while embracing; unrelentingly


staring into each others eyes in a backdrop of panoramic waterfall, 


Lets make it even better by allowing them the freedom to love; ubiquitously


spreading the essence of the same; in every individual we encounter on


planet earth.



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