Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet


The solitary plant on soil shook to the most minuscule draught of wind; buckled miserably under the influence of passing breeze, 


While it was the cluster of trees which appeared resilient against the most tumultuous of storm; stood like a formidable fortress as the air whizzed past


their demeanor in cyclonic succession.


 


A single cloud in the sky looked disdainful; lingered lackadaisically without


precipitating for hours on the trot, 


While it was the conglomerate of dense clouds in the cosmos; that showered


rain unrelentingly; inundating every barren patch on earth with exotic water. 


 


The flame of the wax candle flickered flirtatiously; as the sultry night started to take a complete stranglehold on the day, 


While it was the crackling bonfire that blazed tenaciously through the darkness; profoundly illuminating the cloistered environment with dazzling rays of hope.


 


The puddle of water looked contemptuous; lying desolate after the monsoons; 


anxiously waiting to evaporate into thin wisps of oblivion, 


While it was the ocean with an ensemble of swirling waves; rising high and 


flamboyant towards the sky; that was able to bear the weight of ships; transport millions of passengers from one destination to another.


 


A single goat philandering on the hills looked pretty forlorn; aimlessly loitering around; groping wildly for the right path as the complexion of day transited into ephemeral dusk, 


While it was the cluster of sheep which ambled audaciously; manipulated the


meandering paths of the terrain; to reach their destination with supreme safety.


 


One soldier facing the marching enemies abysmally succumbed; collapsing in a


petrified heap at the sight of gleaming guns and bombs, 


While it was the battalion of stalwarts who fought valiantly till they relinquished breath; dexterously swishing their swords to annihilate the advancing army.


 


As a single eye searched for the inconspicuous needle; trying to unearth it


from amidst heaps of rotten leaves and corn; the task seemed virtually insurmountable; with sighs of exasperation piercing loud and stringent through


the atmosphere, 


While it was only when several eyeballs rotated all around; were they able to


spot the diminutive metal camouflaged subtly beneath a green banana skin.


 


The manager looked disgruntled; making flagrant blunders as he buried his head


in submission under a sheaf of monotonous papers; trying to run the company


solely on his own, 


While it was only when a team of professionals assembled together; executed


their tasks to immaculate perfection; that the business prospered; became a


name to cherish in the community.


And a single stick of candy snapped ludicrously into multiple fragments; the


instant I applied on it the slightest of pressure, 


While it was the united bundle of sticks; which incorrigibly refrained to distort an inch; Infact gained loads more of raw strength; with each


attempt of mine to wholesomely decimate it.



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