Penalizing hell
When the impeccable infant spread its arms towards the
heavens; it was blessed with; overwhelming happiness
and unprejudiced innocence,
When the scorching deserts spread their arms towards
the heavens; they were blessed with; ravishing
tumblers of bountifully fragrant water,
When the withering flower spread its arms...
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Penalizing hell When the impeccable infant spread its arms towards the heavens; it was blessed with; overwhelming happiness and unprejudiced innocence, When the scorching deserts spread their arms towards the heavens; they were blessed with; ravishing tumblers of bountifully fragrant water, When the withering flower spread its arms towards the heavens; it was blessed with an astounding battalion of stupendously redolent petals, When the dilapidated castle spread its arms towards the heavens; it was blessed with; insurmountable grandiloquence and its lost crown prince, When the philanthropists spread their arms towards the heavens; they were blessed with; the astronomical tenacity to alleviate impoverished mankind, When the disastrously parched lips spread their arms towards the heavens; they were blessed with; an enchantingly everlasting smile, When the horrendously blind spread their arms towards the heavens; they were blessed with; an Omnipotent vision to sight beyond ordinary human
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De Nikhil Parekh
Microsoft Word
Pub. em Agosto 9th 2010
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Please don t ever leave me
Even if you didn’t glimpse an infinitesimal iota
towards me the entire sweltering day; neglecting me
like a chunk of threadbare shit; as you wholeheartedly
flirted with your surreptitious paramour right in
front of my eyes,
Even if you didn’t appreciate my worldclass
accomplishments an inconspicuous...
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Please don t ever leave me Even if you didn’t glimpse an infinitesimal iota towards me the entire sweltering day; neglecting me like a chunk of threadbare shit; as you wholeheartedly flirted with your surreptitious paramour right in front of my eyes, Even if you didn’t appreciate my worldclass accomplishments an inconspicuous trifle; sadistically preferring to feed the wood on my scintillating trophies; to your fleet of obnoxiously indolent termites, Even if you didn’t cuddle my innocuously trembling chin an infidel bit; blasphemously drenching my impoverished persona with acrimonious cauldrons of diabolical acid, Even if you didn’t clap for me the slightest as I triumphantly kissed the glorious pinnacles of Everest; ignominiously ridiculed me for looking like a frigid scarecrow; from the point where she sighted me on robust earth, Even if you didn’t kiss me on my passionately slavering cheeks; satanically diverting all gruesomely grisly lizards of the house; to insidiously crawl on th
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De Nikhil Parekh
Microsoft Word
Pub. em Agosto 9th 2010
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Priority
My top most priority was my God; who had bestowed upon
me the power to exist and holistically fight for my
survival on the surface of this earth,
The next to follow in my life was my Mother; who
actually gave me birth; evolving me in the first place
to be what I was; at this very second today,
The next to follow in my life was...
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Priority My top most priority was my God; who had bestowed upon me the power to exist and holistically fight for my survival on the surface of this earth, The next to follow in my life was my Mother; who actually gave me birth; evolving me in the first place to be what I was; at this very second today, The next to follow in my life was my beloved; who harnessed the true potential lying dormant in my mind for years; triggering me of to achieve unsurpassable realms of success, The next to follow in my life was my sister; with her innocuously mischievous grin; causing intense rejuvenation of my mind, The next to follow in my life was my Godfather who played a pivotal role in providing his armory of experienced tips; whether I liked it or didn’t like it, The next to follow in my life were my grandparents; whom I overwhelmingly adored; but at the same time the ones who tried to drown me into the ocean of their age old and stringently mundane theories, The next to follow in my life was my pe
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De Nikhil Parekh
Microsoft Word
Pub. em Agosto 9th 2010
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Remember This.
The next time you set out to rape.
.
.
.
You’re not just raping her sacrosanct flesh; but by thoughtlessly doing so; you’re infact
and forever; brutally raping; the untainted spirit of her symbiotically bountiful existence,
You’re not just raping her effulgent flesh; but by thoughtlessly doing so; you’re...
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Remember This. The next time you set out to rape. . . . You’re not just raping her sacrosanct flesh; but by thoughtlessly doing so; you’re infact and forever; brutally raping; the untainted spirit of her symbiotically bountiful existence, You’re not just raping her effulgent flesh; but by thoughtlessly doing so; you’re infact and forever; indiscriminately raping; her impeccably unhindered and divinely image in the fathomless world, You’re not just raping her victorious flesh; but by thoughtlessly doing so; you’re infact and forever; unforgivably raping; the countless ideals of godly motherhood; that her persona had inevitably established on planet earth, You’re not just raping her melodious flesh; but by thoughtlessly doing so; you’re infact and forever; diabolically raping; her unconquerable individuality to independently exist as a female on this spell binding Universe, You’re not just raping her harmonious flesh; but by thoughtlessly doing so; you’re infact and forever; sacrilegio
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De Nikhil Parekh
Microsoft Word
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Sharp Scissors
I used to cut thick strands of the abysmally long rope; bifurcating it
into
commensurate halves,
Then use the same in hoisting out bulky loads from the sequestered
well; fetch
water from the river standing on top of the lanky mountain.
I used it to adroitly scrape blotches of disdainful mud adhering to my
shoe;
evacuate...
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Sharp Scissors I used to cut thick strands of the abysmally long rope; bifurcating it into commensurate halves, Then use the same in hoisting out bulky loads from the sequestered well; fetch water from the river standing on top of the lanky mountain. I used it to adroitly scrape blotches of disdainful mud adhering to my shoe; evacuate the debris from inside the soles, So when I wore my disheveled footwear the next time out; it appeared profoundly scintillating under the fiery body of sun. I used it to scrupulously tear pieces of gaudy cloth into thin strips; vibrantly displaying a host of vivid colors, Then stuck them into my straw brimmed hat; wore a strap of snake leather; to resemble the perfect cowboy. I used to ruthlessly rip apart through pudgy chunks of plush upholstery; brutally extricating the sponge out, In my frantic search for finding the missing jewels; apprehending the scores of nefarious criminals. I used it to poke my beloved in the soft cartilage of her ribs; hover
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De Nikhil Parekh
Microsoft Word
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Sinful identity
It wasn’t the slightest in my hands to choose the
parents who had so handsomely procreated me; nor was
it my fault that the house in which I emitted my first
infantile cry; overflowed with unfathomable oceans of
glittering gold,
But it would irrefutably be the greatest sin if I
baselessly rejoiced and took all their...
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Sinful identity It wasn’t the slightest in my hands to choose the parents who had so handsomely procreated me; nor was it my fault that the house in which I emitted my first infantile cry; overflowed with unfathomable oceans of glittering gold, But it would irrefutably be the greatest sin if I baselessly rejoiced and took all their hard-earned wealth for granted; miserably dithered in my impoverished life to carve a philanthropically blissful identity of my very own…. It wasn’t the slightest in my hands to choose the parents who had so majestically procreated me; nor was it my fault that the house in which I emitted my first baby cry; had an endless inundation of sparkling currency coin, But it would irrefutably be the greatest sin if I parasitically feasted and took all their hard-earned wealth for granted; pathetically staggered in my diminutive life to carve a synergistically blazing identity of my very own…. It wasn’t the slightest in my hands to choose the parents who had so won
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De Nikhil Parekh
Microsoft Word
Pub. em Agosto 9th 2010
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Stamp
Every envelope needed a stamp of indispensable
denomination; in order to successfully deport and
proficiently reach its consummate place of
destination,
Every writer needed a stamp of is publisher as well as
his consortium of ardent admirers; in order to gain
profound inspiration and surge ahead with flamboyance
in life,
Every...
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Stamp Every envelope needed a stamp of indispensable denomination; in order to successfully deport and proficiently reach its consummate place of destination, Every writer needed a stamp of is publisher as well as his consortium of ardent admirers; in order to gain profound inspiration and surge ahead with flamboyance in life, Every mountain needed the stamp of blistering Sun; in order to feel pompously elated and tower handsomely towards open patches of blue sky, Every dog needed the stamp of its master; in order to incessantly wag its tail in exuberant happiness; loyally guard colossal property that lay perilously vulnerable all throughout the treacherous night, Every mother needed the stamp of her innocuous child; in order to make her life complete in all respects; in order to make her realize that she was indeed the richest woman alive, Every palm needed the stamp of enigmatic lines; in order to provide it the unfathomably mystical and rich luxury of destiny, Every horse needed the
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De Nikhil Parekh
Microsoft Word
Pub. em Agosto 9th 2010
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Sunday
IT CAME AFTER 6 days of grueling work,
6 days of assiduous effort under the scorching ball of
sun,
6 days of unrelenting tasks executed at electric pace,
6 days of insufficient meals blended with stingy
amounts of obnoxious coffee,
6 days of absolution from amicable domains of family,
6 days of sedulous expeditions in packed to...
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Sunday IT CAME AFTER 6 days of grueling work, 6 days of assiduous effort under the scorching ball of sun, 6 days of unrelenting tasks executed at electric pace, 6 days of insufficient meals blended with stingy amounts of obnoxious coffee, 6 days of absolution from amicable domains of family, 6 days of sedulous expeditions in packed to capacity commuter trains, 6 days of deprivation from a ravishing game of long tennis, 6 days of obliteration from revitalizing spray of the ocean, 6 days of conscious efforts to wear feckless and spurious smiles, 6 days of wandering in a claustrophobic ambience of lackluster paper, 6 days of monotonous salute to the disillusioning supremo, 6 days of dedicated projects; with eyes incorrigibly glued to the computer, 6 days of incessant perspiration dribbling down crisp shirt, 6 days of onerous struggle to compete with intellectuals, 6 days of nostalgia for peace; weighing heavily on mind, 6 days of obstreperous noise piercing through soft ear, 6 days of ach
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De Nikhil Parekh
Microsoft Word
Pub. em Agosto 9th 2010
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Thank you
Thank you for providing your shoulder; for me to lean upon in my times of inexplicable
distress,
Thank you for wiping my tears; when they oozed out profusely all day and night,
Thank you for camouflaging my skin under your garment; when it was wholesomely
helpless and unable to face this world,
Thank you for whispering into...
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Thank you Thank you for providing your shoulder; for me to lean upon in my times of inexplicable distress, Thank you for wiping my tears; when they oozed out profusely all day and night, Thank you for camouflaging my skin under your garment; when it was wholesomely helpless and unable to face this world, Thank you for whispering into my ears words of courage and fortitude; when the infiltrators were just about to barge into my camp, Thank you for standing by my stubborn attitude; sticking to my ideals; even though it meant sacrificing precious years of your life, Thank you for serving me with appetizing delicacies; preparing food for me according to my whims; even at the middle of freezing night, Thank you for consoling me incessantly; when dawn seemed far away; and when success was just a short-lived night, Thank you for pacifying my anger; when in fact if you didn’t; I would have landed in prison for assassinating lecherous mankind, Thank you for caressing my raw bruises with your so
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De Nikhil Parekh
Microsoft Word
Pub. em Agosto 9th 2010
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The Creator was everywhere
Be it the grandiloquently colossal castle; or the
fetidly stinking gutter hosting a fleet of obnoxious
cockroaches,
Be it the mystically shimmering Moon; or the
sweltering sands of the mammoth desert,
Be it the fathomless expanse of the azure blue sky; or
the minuscule nest of the piquant beaked woodpecker,...
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The Creator was everywhere Be it the grandiloquently colossal castle; or the fetidly stinking gutter hosting a fleet of obnoxious cockroaches, Be it the mystically shimmering Moon; or the sweltering sands of the mammoth desert, Be it the fathomless expanse of the azure blue sky; or the minuscule nest of the piquant beaked woodpecker, Be it the stupendously scented rose; or the yellow mushroom decaying to oblivion in the heart of the hills, Be it the enigmatically deep and uncannily marvelous dungeon; or the contemporary match box shaped town square, Be it the festoon of resplendently twinkling stars in the cosmos; or the clammy interiors of the dingy little and sordid hut, Be it the electric paced stallion galloping through rubicund farmlands; or the potbellied tortoise traversing with Herculean effort on the hard ground, Be it the astronomically huge ocean impregnated with flocks of blue whales; or the small trace of saliva lying desolate in the obsolete attic, Be it the tumultuous st
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De Nikhil Parekh
Microsoft Word
Pub. em Agosto 9th 2010
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Ahmedabad, Índia
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