Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet


There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to distribute exuberant air; but the true challenge lies in evolving the winds of newness; out of bizarrely preposterously bits of inane nothingness, 


 


There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to clamber the slope of the mountain; but the true challenge lies in evolving indomitably unflinching patriotism; out of grains of fecklessly infinitesimal sand obsoletely sprinkled around, 


 


There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to swim in the ocean; but the true challenge lies in evolving the waters of eternally mesmerizing freedom; out of unsurpassably derogatory hopelessness, 


 


There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to smell the rose; but the true challenge lies in evolving the fragrance of everlasting togetherness; out of salaciously invidious brutality lingering everywhere, 


 


There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to eat tantalizing food; but the true challenge lies in evolving fruits of unassailably egalitarian humanity; out of endlessly adulterated and disparagingly lackadaisical soil, 


 


There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to run; but the true challenge lies in evolving the unconquerable speed of benign goodness; out of maliciously lugubrious and acridly sodomizing politics, 


 


There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to sight; but the true challenge lies in evolving the lantern of perennially mesmerizing hope in the eyes of one and all alike; out of haplessly beleaguered Blackness, 


 


There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to express; but the true challenge lies in evolving insuperable righteousness in every cranny of the heart; out of murderously delirious betrayal all around, 


 


There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to shoot; but the true challenge lies in evolving a sky of Omnipotent honesty to forever kill the indiscriminately marauding devil; out of corpses of endlessly massacring stagnation, 


 


There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to smile; but the true challenge lies in evolving an unsurpassable heaven of happiness in every dwelling besieged with obnoxious despair; out of cold-bloodedly flagrant and unsparing diabolism around, 


 


There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to dress up; but the true challenge lies in evolving the perpetual warmth of uninhibited friendship in good


times and bad; out of satanically squelching maelstroms of crippling hatred around, 


 


There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to measure time; but the true challenge lies in evolving a timeless township of earnestly respectful punctuality; out of dastardly delinquent and rotting laziness, 


 


There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to adventure; but the true challenge lies in evolving an inimitable forest of exhilaratingly untainted


enchantment; out of monotonously bizarre and truculently lambasting commercialism, 


 


There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to sleep; but the true challenge lies in evolving a peerless blanket of invincibly celestial tranquility; out of frenetically disappearing nervousness, 


 


There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to be seduced; but the true challenge lies in evolving a limitless sea of tantalizing euphoria; out of a desert of raunchily decrepit decay and ghastly desolation, 


 


There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to dance; but the true challenge lies in evolving an boundless entrenchment of creativity in even the most penuriously diminishing of soul; out of mortuaries of nonchalantly stinking death, 


 


There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to write; but the true challenge lies in evolving a treasury of unfathomably royal sensitivity; out of treacherously barren and meaninglessly blank paper, 


 


There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to breathe; but the true challenge lies in evolving an unbreakable relationship of symbiotic humanity; out of barbarously goddamned manipulation and frigid snobbishness, 


 


And there were an infinite ways in the modern world today to love; but the true challenge lies in evolving an immortal heartbeat of everlastingly unshakable 


equality; out of hedonistically cacophonic and intransigently cursing hell's around.



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