Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet


So what if the Sun disappeared behind the crimson


clouds; rendering the fabulously fathomless township


in a blanket of solitarily placid darkness, 


 


So what if the Sun sunk in wholesome entirety behind


the gargantuan mountains; entirely abdicating even the


tiniest trace of graciously bright light, 


 


So what if the Sun pathetically mellowed down in


blazing complexion; dismally obfuscating even the most


overwhelmingly towering entity in visible vicinity, 


 


So what if the Sun preposterously appeared to be an


infinitesimal minnow; even infront of the most


capriciously fleeting shadow around, 


 


The voluptuously enthralling  still greeted you like a


majestically unassailable prince; and believe me the


night was more stupendously enchanting than the


acrimoniously sweltering day.


 


1.


 


So what if the Sun horrendously dimmed as the hours


frantically unleashed by; blinding the boundless


Universe in whirlpools of inexplicably inscrutable


blackness, 


 


So what if the Sun nervously started to flutter; as


sombre winds of timidly serene evening commence to


perseveringly take complete control, 


 


So what if the Sun inevitably developed shades of


subtle darkness; pathetically mitigating its


tumultuously blistering ferocity upon the trajectory


of this unendingly colossal planet, 


 


So what if the Sun bid a transient adieu to the


gigantically sprawling earth; soon after celestially


placating dusk enshrouded its magical subtlety from


every conceivable side, 


 


The seductively euphoric night was still your


eternally resplendent companion for the countless


instants ahead; and believe me the night was more


ebulliently exhilarating than the tenaciously


tyrannical and monotonous day.


 


2.


 


So what if the Sun started to lackadaisically waver in


unfathomable sky; obnoxiously hiding behind the


thunderous conglomerate of lightening and clouds, 


 


So what if the Sun languidly stretched its ferociously


blistering palms for ethereal rest; eventually


melanging with the Omnipotent horizons, 


 


So what if the Sun abruptly decided to relinquish the


periphery of this scintillating earth; leaving the


world around in bizarre blackness; without the most


diminutive of insinuation or prior notice, 


 


So what if the Sun sporadically felt its rays being


irrevocably overpowered by the onset of the


ecstatically titillating evening; making holistic way


for nocturnal intricacies to impregnably transcend, 


 


The marvelously bountiful night was still there for


you to spell bindingly rejoice; and believe me the


night was more Omnisciently captivating than the


manipulatively besieged corporate day.


 


3.


 


So what if the Sun resolutely shut down its formidably invincible shutters; at the first signs of ephemerally fickle minded dusk, 


 


So what if the Sun intractably refrained to


unbelievably blaze till centuries unprecedented on the


trot; without the slightest of rest or evanescent interlude, 


 


So what if the Sun remorsefully departed for its short lived abode; transiently evicting its insurmountably replenishing treasuries of optimism; till it shone once again at glorious dawn, 


 


So what if the Sun lost its tinges of flaming red and


triumphant resurgence; non-invasively giving way to


dastardly darkness to be the uncrowned prince for some time, 


 


The magnificently immortal night was still a blissful


messiah for you to uninhibitedly exult; and believe me


the night was more compassionately bonding than the


truculently scorching and unsparing day.



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