Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet


He rambunctiously gallivanted through the dense shrubs; swirled at gay abandon


on extruding creepers of animate trees, 


Tenaciously rubbed rotund pieces of flint stone; to incinerate a smokeless fire, 


Feasted himself on clusters of ripened bananas; a conglomerate of wild apple and succulent fruit, 


Viciously attacked savage beasts; strangulating the same by mercilessly grabbing their slender necks, 


Garrulously gulped water from the fresh water springs; stooping as low as he could to submerge his face entirely in the ravishing water, 


Philandered merrily through cloistered underground caves; basking in the gleam of the glittering gold coins; with his pet rattler wound round his neck, 


Audaciously crept his hands into venomous spider webs; passionately fondling with its serrated tentacles, 


Replicated the voices of a host of birds with astoundingly similarity; meticulously deciphering the meaning conveyed therein, 


Clambered up with nonchalant ease; a cluster of tall trees with the uncanny agility of a mongoose, 


Didn't mind ravenous mosquitoes sucking his blood; inviting them chivalrously to bite his skin, 


Intrepidly battled the hostile crocodile on the marshy swamps; snapping apart its jaws into minuscule fragments, 


Had a severe abhorrence for alien tourists; marauding his privacy with a fleet of boats and contemporary contrivances, 


Possessed infinite pairs of bulging muscles; which glistened magnificently under the golden sun, 


Had incongruous wisps of long hair cascading freely down his back; abnormally


large peripheral eyes resembling the moon, 


Ate sumptuous fish raw; after catching them from fathomless distances beneath the pellucid stream, 


Rode bareback throughout the meandering forest; sitting majestically on the back of a striped panther, 


Could stare unrelentingly at sun for hours; without flinching the slightest 


portion of his lids, 


Communicated adroitly with the wildlife circumventing; using a plethora of vibrant insinuations, 


Had an armory of pearly teeth; which crept up enchantingly from under his luscious lips, 


Was oblivious to the prevailing time; day and month of the unveiling year; wholesomely relying on the sun and moon to guide his way through, 


He had been left years ago by his mother; amongst a cluster of savage wolves, 


Suckled milk from the protuberant teats of his lion mother; sleeping quietly as an angel against her fur coated belly, 


With a threadbare piece of loin cloth being his sole attire since times immemorial; he was adeptly christened by all as tarzan of the jungle.



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