Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet


Powerful to smile; as I heard something abysmally resonating in ludicrous vicinity, 


 


Powerful to fight; as I confronted the mightiest of disaster with astronomical fortitude and tenacity, 


 


Powerful to sleep; as I snored more thunderously than the demons; resting in overwhelmingly celestial contentment, 


 


Power to admire; as I sighted the mesmerizing puffs of clouds floating passionately in azure sky, 


 


Powerful to sketch; as I masterfully captured the labyrinth of picturesque sights which majestically dotted the fathomless gorge, 


 


Powerful to sing; as I inundated the gloomy atmosphere with everlasting waves of seductively rhapsodic melody, 


 


Powerful to mimic; as I possessed the incomprehensibly fascinating virtue to emulate a boundless myriad of voice, 


 


Powerful to write; as I deluged a mountain of disdainfully barren paper; with exquisite lines of oligarchic literature, 


 


Powerful to fantasize; as I triggered the chords of enigmatic imagination to the most ebulliently unprecedented limits, 


 


Powerful to speak; as I silenced unrelentingly menacing mobs of fanatic people; with the domineering authority in my voice, 


 


Powerful to dance; as I gyrated my body in insatiable agony under profusely milky rays of enchanting moonlight, 


 


Powerful to run; as I galloped like the vivacious panther; through the mystical forests at the unveiling of each ephemeral dawn, 


 


Powerful to flirt; as I had this inexplicable tenacity to incarcerate any alien in the swirl of my indefatigable mischief, 


 


Powerful to dig; as I impregnated a tunnel of vibrantly optimistic hope; in layers 


of obdurately infidel soil, 


 


Powerful to stare; as I relentlessly looked the sweltering sun without flinching the slightest; for hours immemorial, 


 


Powerful to chew; as I masticated the most resilient morsels of food into handsome bits of pulverized chowder, 


 


Powerful to forsee; as I perspicaciously tackled each aspect of pragmatically monotonous life; measuring each step of mine as I walked, 


 


Powerful to breathe; as I lived each moment of life to its most unbelievable capacity; with the euphoria to perennially discover fervently besieging me, 


 


But powerless to face her; as I wholesomely submitted my humble countenance to the wave of her turbulently swirling love; bonding my heart; body and soul with


the immortal essence of her sacred existence.



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