Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet


Creativity is a shadow that incessantly flutters; changing its dimensions every unleashing second, 


 


Creativity is something which is indefatigable; proliferating to the most unprecedented limits as each idea manifests, 


 


Creativity is a milestone which always eludes; running further and further away; just when you thought you'd perpetually achieved it, 


 


Creativity is a dream that could besiege you even under the most sweltering rays of sunlight; disappearing into infinitesimal wisps of non-existence; as abruptly as it had come, 


 


Creativity is an island that crops up like thunderbolts of lightening; suddenly from amidst the most remotest portions of clouds in the sky, 


 


Creativity is a hunger which never subsides; remaining disastrously famished; even after masticating the most wonderful fruits on this earth, 


 


Creativity is a flower which blossoms into infinite petals every unveiling instant; endlessly shooting towards the sky; even after its ultimate summit had been reached, 


 


Creativity is  mesmerizing froth which kept you always exuberant; wholesomely rejuvenating the most pathetically dying nerves in your body, 


 


Creativity is a fabulously voluptuous mirage that you sighted even in the murkiest of light; enticing you in its web of seductive unpredictability, 


 


Creativity is a newly born infant; inexplicably metamorphosing its patterns as each moment of the day unleashed, 


 


Creativity is a rainbow of multitudinal colors; magnificently spreading its fragrance of newness in every person whose life was engulfed with despicable doom, 


 


Creativity is an ocean of tumultuously undulating waves; with each wave instantaneously reforming itself to unsurpassable proportions; after clashing against


the conglomerate of treacherous rocks, 


 


Creativity is the chapter of relentless procreation; with each entity in the Universe giving birth to an unrelenting myriad of trendsetting forms, 


 


Creativity is the flamboyant Sun which forever glows; dissipating its festoon of grandiloquently exuberant rays to every dying room; which badly needed it, 


 


Creativity is an echo which reverberates till eternity; tirelessly changing its pitch like the heart of a passionately robust lover, 


 


Creativity is the pulse of uncertainty; a sound escalating higher than turbulent thunder and yet remaining unheard, 


 


Creativity is an insurmountably tantalizing seductress; luring your entire countenance to realms beyond the point of no control, 


 


Creativity is an arrow which doesn't kill; instead harnesses ebulliently animated traces of sacrosanct life; all the time, 


 


Creativity is a road with incomprehensible number of bifurcations; with each path leading to the most beautiful gift called; Existence, 


 


And most importantly Creativity is not exclusive; its there hidden in all of you; So c'mon lets start discovering it gorgeously priceless forms; infact the time is now ripe enough to start being creative.



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