Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet


If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those


lugubriously famished leaves; which wailed in


unrelentingly incongruous unison; for those eternally


blissful droplets of water, 


 


If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those


fathomless mounds of fetidly acrid mud; which


inevitably wanted to be refreshingly washed; since


years immemorial, 


 


If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those


miserably asphyxiated deserts; whose tears had


cadaverously metamorphosed into treacherously


meaningless sands; vindictively stabbing countless in


the afternoon heat, 


 


If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those


innocuously pristine cattle and animals; who were


these days solely busy; in counting each other's


haplessly shriveled cartilage of horrifically


emaciated bones, 


 


If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those


forlornly barren beds of the boundless ocean; which


had gruesomely died till the very last bone of their


non-existent spines, 


 


If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those


pricelessly new born infants; who embraced death by


the countless numbers; in the unsparingly diabolical


heat of the Sun, 


                                                                            


If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those


chunks of lividly impotent mud; from the periphery of


which there sprouted nothing else but an indescribably


fuming battalion of pugnaciously distorted cracks, 


 


If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those


impoverished villagers; whose inarticulately mud-caked


abodes pathetically melted; under the undying fury of


the heartlessly charring Sun, 


 


If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those


dolorously dried meadows of grass; which exuded into


unfathomable mortuaries of sadistic blood; rather than


a festoon of enchantingly golden dew-drops, 


 


If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those


dogmatically sweating scalps and skins; which could


suffer from any instant from a complete nervous


breakdown; without the tiniest droplet of water in


their taps, 


 


If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those


lecherously empty wells which fretted in the aisles of


decrepit oblivion; with their innumerable tumblers of


water now despondently replaced by impugning dust, 


 


If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those


unfinished lamenting desires of true lovers; which


could royally fructify only when two voluptuously wet


bodies; invincibly united into one sensuous breath, 


 


If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those


unlimited ingredients of the ruthlessly scorched


atmosphere; whose living ghost tirelessly haunted and


imperiled; even the most celestially bountiful of victory, 


 


If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those


vituperatively parched lips; which hurled an


unsurpassable volley of incoherent abuse; as whenever


they desperately opened; all they could taste was


sordidly tormented mud, 


 


If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those


resplendently inscrutable forests; which now resembled


robotically devastated factories of sacrilegiously


monotonous charcoal, 


 


If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those


unfortunately doomed nostrils; which had nothing else


but disdainfully belligerent bellows of venomous smoke


to quintessentially inhale, 


 


If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those


rustic  farmers with endless kilometers of land; but


from whose soil sprouted nothing else but the most


brutally lambasting curses of starvation, 


 


If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those


penuriously strangulated throats; from which emanated


only the most cursedly discordant wails of


preposterously imprisoning helplessness, 


 


And If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all


those immortally passionate hearts; which had now


transformed into the epitomes of satanically


unforgivable infidelity; in absence of the most


unconquerable elixir required to sustain life, 


 


Please open your vivaciously undefeated belly O! 


Omnipotent Sky; please culminate into the most


thunderously voluptuous of clouds; and please


torrentially rain; rain; rain and unstoppably RAIN.



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