Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet


Through the lovers eye; even the most fetidly repugnant of gutters; suddenly seemed like the most enchantingly glistening streams of jubilantly victorious paradise, 


 


Through the lovers eye; even the most devastatingly burning forests of hell; suddenly seemed like the most unflinchingly blazing beams of the eternally undefeated Sun, 


 


Through the lovers eye; even the most tauntingly hapless of failures; suddenly seemed like the most invincibly glorifying epitomes of inimitably unparalleled success, 


 


Through the lovers eye; even the most morosely tear stained cheeks; suddenly seemed like the most robustly ecstatic toffees of perennially fructifying happiness, 


 


Through the lovers eye; even the most cadaverously perverted of spirits; suddenly seemed like the most infallibly wondrous warriors of an optimistically effulgent tomorrow, 


 


Through the lovers eye; even the most deliriously cacophonic madhouses; suddenly seemed like the most ultimate paradise's of spell bindingly ameliorating symbiotism, 


 


Through the lovers eye; even the most acridly fathomless deserts; suddenly seemed like the most tantalizingly replenishing gardens of; majestically bestowing heaven, 


 


Through the lovers eye; even the most cold-bloodedly excoriating of blood-coated thorns; suddenly seemed like the most torrentially pristine rain of royally ecstatic pearls, 


 


Through the lovers eye; even the most disastrously orphaned of infants; suddenly seemed to be the most unconquerably aristocratic prince and princesses; of every conceivable space and time, 


 


Through the lovers eye; even the most cursedly ghoulish houses; suddenly seemed to be the most invincibly compassionate dwellings in which resided countless families; of pricelessly humanitarian togetherness, 


 


Through the lovers eye; even the most sadistically gleaming bars of prison; suddenly seemed to be the most blessedly fecund cradles of all-round prosperity; where there existed not the tiniest trace of feckless malice, 


 


Through the lovers eye; even the most despondently impotent of barren soil; suddenly seemed to be the most infallibly burgeoning cloud of unchallangable


fertility, 


 


Through the lovers eye; even the most irascibly squabbling of organisms; suddenly seemed to be the most ubiquitously harmonious harbingers of Omniscient truth and peace, 


 


Through the lovers eye; even the most lecherously demonic parasites; suddenly seemed to be the most holistically surviving lanterns and mists of unprecedented joy, 


 


Through the lovers eye; even the most laconically nonchalant entrenchments of oblivion; suddenly seemed to be the most vividly boisterous playgrounds 


of uninhibitedly iridescent frolic, 


 


Through the lovers eye; even the most satanically plundering of traitors; suddenly seemed to be the most rhapsodically gyrating fairies; just descended from the womb of heaven divine, 


 


Through the lovers eye; even the most venomously gory battlefields of prejudice and lies; suddenly seemed to be the most blissfully mollifying rainbows of impregnable universal peace, 


 


Through the lovers eye; even the most lethally unbearable anecdotes of infidelity; suddenly seemed to be the most amiably bonding mists of eternally victorious love, 


 


And I just wished and wished and incessantly wished and prayed; that each one of us living beings who have so derogatorily become robotically commercial stonepieces these days; fall in true love this very instant irrespective of our age; caste; creed; status; color or tribe; and then forever and ever and ever possess the Immortal "Lovers Eye".



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