Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet


Delving infinite kilometers even above the satiny clouds; rhapsodically exploring blue bits of mystical atmosphere, 


 


Dancing beneath silvery beams of moon light; with an overwhelmingly uncanny urge to probe into paths never transgressed on, 


 


Envisaging beyond ordinary anecdotes of mundane life; fervently wanting to sky rocket to the absolute edge of the whirling tornado, 


 


Intriguingly cracking infinite enigmas of existence; yet insatiably desiring to lay its hands on countless more puzzles loitering in sinister doom, 


 


O! yes the body might wholesomely collapse into a bedraggled heap; but the human mind is unbelievable; simply refraining to cease.


 


Ardently desiring to slip into a fantasy which never ends; witnessing a cloudburst  of mesmerizing dreams even under the most stringently sweltering rays of Sunshine, 


 


Galloping at a speed faster than that of dazzling light; chasing the shadows which lingered even in themost obsoletely dilapidated corners of free space, 


 


Blending with an unending myriad of tunes; evolving boundless rhymes simply out of thin bits of air, 


 


Plummeting several feet beneath raw soil; unrelentingly searching for the remotest traces of alluring exoticism, 


 


O! yes the body might wholesomely collapse into a bedraggled heap; but the human mind is unbelievable; simply refraining to cease.


 


Insurmountably functioning all day like the vivaciously ticking clock; getting more vociferous than thunderbolts of lightening leaping down from 


the unfathomably vast sky, 


 


Flapping its wings into the territory which appeared to be the most treacherously unknown; feeling every inconspicuous object sprawled in vicinity, 


 


Drawn inevitably towards the inexplicably colossal; unrestricted in movement of any kind or form, 


 


Slithering like an untamed reptile; unpredictably loitering in a dense forest of its vividly everlasting perceptions, 


 


O! yes the body might wholesomely collapse into a bedraggled heap; but the human mind is unbelievable; simply refraining to cease.


 


Performing a dance of profusely enchanting melody every unfurling second; inquisitive about each new aspect in the game called life, 


 


Roaring thunderously like a striped panther towards the winds of oblivion; fulminating like an uninhibited volcano when stirred at times, 


 


Innovating relentlessly; with an inexorably longing to embark on fathomless new expeditions in the course of existence, 


 


Imbibing whatever might be even of the most infinitesimal interest to its cells; probing indefatigably into every conceivable vista of freshly rejuvenating energy, 


 


O! yes the body might wholesomely collapse into a bedraggled heap; but the human mind is unbelievable; simply refraining to cease.



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The Human Mind Is Unbelievable

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