Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet

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When we talk about the fiery body of sun; it's magnanimous stature in

the sky, 

The cardinal thing that inundates our mind; is its dazzling shine; and

the blistering rays that emanate indefatigably throughout the day.


When we talk about the placid persona of lake; the plethora of ripples

embodied on its surface, 

The salient thing that floods our mind; is the boats floating on it; 

the conglomerate of resplendent fish beneath its surface.


When we talk about the blossoming flowers in the garden; the wild

stalks of grass circumventing them, 

The chief thing that deluges our mind; is the fragrance that

perennially wafts from them; the sweet nectar incarcerated in their core.


When we talk about the colossal desert; the sweltering heat permeating

the ambience like dagger heads of acrimonious steel, 

The conspicuous thing that overwhelms our mind; is the astronomical

amounts of slippery sand; the hunchbacked camels traversing through its territory.


When we talk about the steep mountains; gigantic streams of water

plummeting down their slopes, 

The remarkable thing that imprisons our mind; is its summits standing abreast the clouds; the melodious gurgling sounds of liquid cascading down towards the ground.


When we talk about the tenacious wind; turbulent draughts of breeze

sweeping the periphery of earth, 

The prominent thing that encapsulates our mind; is rustling of the tree

leaves; the loose granules of mud which fly incoherently in air.


When we talk about the preposterously huge whales; their monstrous pair

of teeth which pulverize humans to chowder, 

The main thing that engulfs our mind; is swirling waves of the majestic

ocean; the animated aquatic life inhabiting the fathomless waters.


When we talk about the diminutive mosquito; its proliferation in pools of fetid water, 

The profound thing that envelops our mind; is incessant sounds of cacophonic

buzzing; the animosity in sting which painstakingly infiltrates in our flesh.


When we talk about gargantuan slices of cheese; the rich and sumptuous

odor diffusing from the same, 

The supreme thing that strangulates our mind; is the sacrosanct cow

yielding immaculate milk; the delicious taste it would impart when we revolve it

in our mouth.


And when we talk about true love; the blissful aftermath of falling in romance, 

The first thing that inevitably pierces our mind; is the mesmerizing image of

our beloved; the celestial reflections of her dainty feet.

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