Life = Death - volume 5 - Poems on Life , Death by Nikhil Parekh

  Every cloud in the sky is a beautiful cloud; showering droplets of euphoric rain on earth; shielding it from acerbic rays of the Sun,

  Every language spoken is a beautiful language; assisting a person to convey his innermost of feelings,

  Every mirror embedded on the walls is a beautiful mirror; portraying to you your candid reflection,

  Every color that circumvents your visage is a beautiful color; symbolizing the

  oneness of human race,

  Every voice that emanates from the throat is a beautiful voice; explicitly expressing a persons needs and desires,

  Every mind impregnated within the skull is a beautiful mind; having the unfathomable ability to achieve the impossible,

  Every foot that walks innocently is a beautiful foot; leaving behind a trail of holistic footprints,

  Every leaf that extrudes from the tree is a beautiful leaf; entrenching the dull; with shades of everlasting green,

  Every mother having delivered a child is a beautiful mother; continuing the wonderful process of evolution,

  Every heart imprisoned inside the chest is a beautiful heart; passionately throbbing when struck by an ensemble of emotions,

  And every entity trespassing through the surface of this earth is a beautiful entity; making the globe a beautiful place to live in; giving rise to the famous and immortal adage; which proudly proclaims that life is beautiful.

 

  27. I WAS EXISTING 

   

  Footsteps were plodding,

  Shadows were fluttering,

  Sun was rising,

  Waves were undulating,

  Flowers were blossoming,

  Butterflies were frolicking,

  Landscapes were shimmering,

  Eyelids were flashing,

  Hands were shaking,

  Royalty was basking,

  Spindles were weaving,

  Waterfalls were gushing,

  Fountains were cascading,

  Volcanos were fulminating,

  Leopards were prowling,

  Sirens were blaring,

  Rays were streaming,

  Cyclones were swirling,

  Sands were glistening,

  Wrestlers were fighting,

  Warriors were blazing,

  Sages were concentrating,

  Brains were tick-tocking,

  Stars were radiating,

  Eyeballs were revolving,

  Business’s were manipulating,

  Droplets were trickling,

  Winds were blowing,

  Beers were guzzling,

  Mouths were snoring,

  Fires were blistering,

  Sweat was persevering,

  Pens were writing,

  Bumble-bees were buzzing,

  Gold was glittering,

  Darkness was charming,

  Ducks were quacking,

  Goats were bleating,

  Leaves were rustling,

  Roses were blooming,

  Teeth were chattering,

  Echoes were reverberating,

  Exhibitionists were revealing,

  Springs were recoiling,

  Snakes were hissing,

  Cartoons were mimicking,

  Ships were docking,

  Goldfish were swimming,

  Doors were creaking,

  Matchsticks were igniting,

  Horses were galloping,

  Cows were munching,

  Mind was evolving,

  Energy was dissipating,

  Nightingale was singing,

  Friendships were flourishing,

  Seductress’s were titillating,

  Soldiers were marching,

  Giraffes were bouncing,

  Raindrops were pelting,

  Pigs were grunting,

  Sand was slipping,

  Chains were rattling,

  Rats were squeaking,

  Tails were wagging,

  Bareskins were shivering,

  Abattoirs were tyrannizing,

  Days were sweltering,

  Grasses were tingling,

  Grasshoppers were hopping,

  Spiders were spinning,

  Worms were crawling,

  Flamingoes were diving,

  Dustbins were stinking,

  Seeds were sprouting,

  Discos were pulsating,

  Barbers were trimming,

  Keys were jingling,

  Lips were smiling,

  Hours were unveiling,

  Musicians were humming,

  Statues were gazing,

  Bats were sucking,

  Lions were roaring,

  Diamonds were scintillating,

  Dungeons were dooming,

  Earthquakes were devastating,

  Dinosaurs were threatening,

  Scents were stimulating,

  Artists were sketching,

  Entrepreneurs were trendsetting,

  Cats were meowing,

  Shoes were trampling,

  Mosquitoes were stinging,

  Bombs were exploding,

  Children were playing,

  Electricity was flickering,

  Rainbows were appeasing,

  Bubbles were bursting,

  Bullets were ricocheting,

  Swords were clashing,

  Slaves were cursing,

  Glass was shattering,

  Sharks were pulverizing,

  Blind were groping,

  Wolves were howling,

  Divine were praying,

  Renegades were plotting,

  Masks were camouflaging,

  Diseases were wrenching,

  Roofs were sequestering,

  Philanderers were dating,

  Bandits were looting,

  Mothers were dedicating,

  Pompous were falsifying,

  Lizards were swishing,

  Ancestors were recounting,

  Insane were stumbling,

  Impoverished were starving,

  Rich were gloating,

  Air was circulating,

  Advertisers were gimmicking,

  Soil was harboring,

  Butter was greasing,

  Mirrors were reflecting,

  Pearls were enticing,

  Bricks were fortifying,

  Frogs were croaking,

  Smoke was polluting,

  Thunder was scaring,

  Impersonators were disguising,

  Glamour was exposing,

  Sleep was gratifying,

  Nostalgia was reinvigorating,

  Bars were imprisoning,

  Mountains were rejuvenating,

  Photographs were capturing,

  Looks were deceiving,

  Colors were merging,

  Clouds were mesmerizing,

  Celebrities were celebrating,

  Philanthropists were uniting,

  Politicians were attracting,

  Terrorists were incinerating,

  Phones were ringing,

  Silk was satiating,

  Solitude was deteriorating,

  Freedom was levitating,

  Orphans were remembering,

  Cowards were sulking,

  Waiters were serving,

  Parasites were relishing,

  Demons were killing,

  Offsprings were wailing,

  Strategists were planning,

  Dead were stinking,

  Lovers were loving,

  Souls were hovering,

  Breath was diffusing,

  Hearts were palpitating,

  Cannibals were devouring, 

  And I was existing

  28. I SIMPLY DIDN’T WANT TO WASTE MY TODAY 

  I didn’t remember the color of the shirt I was wearing yesterday; the exact number of buttons adorning its daintily frilled frontal periphery,

  I didn’t remember the roads which I frequented yesterday; the routes which I had transgressed upon to reach my destination in an absolute jiffy,

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sp; I didn’t remember the faces I had encountered yesterday; the fascinating flurry of smiles which had so gorgeously made my wretched day,

  I didn’t remember the food I had eaten yesterday; the stupendous delicacies which had voraciously tickled intricate cavities in my mouth,

  I didn’t remember the sleazy television serials I had witnessed yesterday; the comic people on small screen which had made me uninhibitedly laugh; conjured me to

  transit into a satisfied slumber,

  I didn’t remember the shops that I had passed yesterday; the resplendent festoon of gaudy lights and glow that had stolen fractions of my moistened breath and air,

  I didn’t remember the time when I dozed yesterday; the number of hours I slept in loud snores and perennial peace,

  I didn’t remember the flavor of tea I had consumed several times yesterday; the heavenly aroma that had imparted loads of ravishing warmth to my fatigued

  demeanor,

  I didn’t remember the flowers which I had smelt yesterday; feasting on the stupendous fragrance that wafted uncontrollably from their robust body,

  I didn’t remember the unprecedented cavalcade of exotic dreams which I had conceived yesterday; the ingratiating state of tingling excitement that they

  had wholesomely rendered me in,

  I didn’t remember the sounds which I had profoundly heard yesterday; the supremely melodious tunes which had taken complete control of my impoverished body and

  soul,

  I didn’t remember the countless verses I had embossed yesterday; the spell binding tunes which I had harnessed and composed with my very own thick blood,

  I didn’t remember the birds who had perched on my window yesterday; the boisterous chirps that had added insurmountable exuberance and ardor to my solitary

  life,

  I didn’t remember the birthday celebrations of my wife which had unveiled yesterday; the unfathomable pomp and gaiety that had enveloped my dwelling from each conceivable side as the evening tranquilly descended,

  I didn’t remember the perfume which I had applied yesterday; the alluring redolence that it had wholesomely besieged me with at ethereal dawn,

  I didn’t remember the names of the people who had amicably come to meet me yesterday; the marathon hours that I congenially conversed with the same to enlighten my wave of gloomy boredom,

  I didn’t remember the contemporary planes in which I sat yesterday; the grandiloquently plush interiors; the ornamental glass of ethnic silver in which I had

  sipped opulently red wine,

  I didn’t remember the signature I had executed yesterday; the flamboyant strokes I had delectably chiseled with my swanky pen on the face of the crisp chequebook,

  And I didn’t even remember the unsurpassable adulation; the fleet of prestigious accolades; that I had received yesterday; all the scintillating awards and marvelous trophies that adorned my translucent mantelpiece,

  For if I remembered my yesterday; drowning myself in the glorious past that had circumvented me relentlessly in the past; then my fingers would automatically refrain to work today,

  And basking in the glory of yesterday; I simply didn’t want to spoil my fabulously rosy today.

  29. LEAD LIFE LIKE A MAN

  Drink like a rabbit, gently lapping at water cascading from white water springs of the mountain,

  Sleep like a demon, snoring thunderously without even moving a whisker to the most lethal of dynamite explosion,

  Perspire like a bull, slogging it hard under the steaming rays of the Sun,

  Dance like a peacock, spreading your feathers to a full plumage under

  exotic outbursts of rain,

  Smile like a wild chimpanzee, snaring your snow white teeth without being the slightest overwhelmed by your surroundings,

  Run like kangaroo, traversing the dense foliage of the jungle, taking 10 strides at a time,

  Scratch like a red ant, resurrecting your destroyed cocoon every next second,

  Sing like the Nightingale, inundating every barren spot in vicinity with the ecstatic melody in your sound,

  Cry like a crocodile, shedding tears as gargantuan as the cloud on every area

  you tread,

  Sting like a scorpion, piercing supple and innocuous skin with the venomous

  poison in your fangs,

  Talk like a parrot, chattering incessantly as misty wisps of air and the aroma of delectable food struck you in entirety,

  Roar like a lion, waking up every entity sleeping blissfully, with a single growl

  of yours,

  Smell like the roots, emanating a voluptuously raw odor, just after the first spells of rain,

  Stand like an elephant, weathering each storm trying to blow you with enviable ease,

  Dream like an angel, exploring the most wildest regions around the globe with rampant frenzy,

  Shiver like a goose, with infinite strands of hair standing up in animation, on the snow,

  Slaver like a dog, greedily protruding out your tongue panting passionately for water,

  Bathe like the dolphins, diving acrobatically into the sapphire sea's, with your body engulfed completely by the majestic waves,

  Chew like a cow, slowly munching your meals with rejuvenated gusto,

 

  Scamper around like a squirrel, leaping friskily on the myriad of dangling branch,

  Fly high like the eagles, flapping your wings exuberantly with the cotton cocoon of clouds gliding past your hair,

  Kick like a donkey, swinging your legs viciously towards those who tried to disturb your concentration,

  Lick like a cat, sucking every droplet of milk from the steep edged bowl,

  Yawn like the hippopotamus, candidly announcing your desire to sleep to even mortals buried in their corpses,

  Scream like the dinosaur, with a single echo of yours silencing all commotion in

  this world,

  Stare like the mammoth whale, making your opponent blink a thousand times,

  Hear like a fox, detecting the most inconspicuous of sound, coming to know of your adversary, before it actually commenced to attack,

  Laze around like the tortoise, not bothering to poke out your head even in the

  most scorching of Sunlight,

  Shine like the stars, punctuating the eerie darkness of the night with your spellbinding glimmer,

  Burn like fulminating lava, igniting the most lackluster of individual with the ardor in your flames,

  Dig like the mice, making your burrow in loose mud at lightening speeds,

  Hide like the reptile, evading all traces of light existing in the Universe,

  Peck like the woodpecker, chiseling your way through the most obdurate of

  wooden log,

  Crawl like the spider, mystically weaving your way across the strands of the

  flimsy web,

  Swish like a zebra, moving your tail to wade away the most minuscule of fly buzzing intermittently around your nose,

  Eat like a pig, greedily gobbling even the tiniest of toffee wrapper loitering on the road,

  Change color like a chameleon, adapting yourself furtively to virtually any surrounding you go into,

  Hunt like the vultures, hideously diving down and capsizing your prey,

  Be wise like the owl, prudently opening your eyes in the dark as well as stringent light,

  Care like the lioness, protecting your child from the faintest signs of evil

  lurking around,

  Enjoy like the otters, having a party of beans and raw wine well past after midnight,

  Explore like the panther, mercilessly paving your way through the remotest corner of the forest,

  Love like God, annihilating the word discrimination forever from your

  adulterated brain,

  And lead life like a man, wandering and discovering; struggling and romancing, dreaming and working to transform all your dreams; as well as those of several

  around you into an im
mortal reality.

  30. BUT WHAT ABOUT THOSE ? 

  You may have washed your hands; cleaning them scrupulously of the most invisible of stain,

  But what about the blood adhering to your heart; the several innocent whom you had beheaded without any rhyme or reason?

  You may have eaten stupendously sizzling slices of mutton; masticating the morsels after blending them with handsome salt,

  But what about the goat mother who bleated incessantly; after losing her only son, the only flesh she had delivered facing the grueling agony of long months?

  You may have laughed the loudest in the crowd; propagating the same infectiously

  in pedestrians around you,

  But what about the old man; who had to trip his footing in a slush of dirty sewage water; in order to cause you to smile?

  You may have dressed in the most glamorous of coat and trousers; sprinkling your entire demeanor with an ocean of passionate scent,

  But what about those tyrannized sheep who were left shivering in bizarre cold; after you uncouthly stripped their skins of their natural protection?

  You may have spoken the most flowery speech on the mike; drawing loads of adulation from all those who were mesmerized by the beautiful essence in the lines,

  But what about the writer whom you had incarcerated in the dungeons; after stealing his writing to stand tall and domineering?

  You may have driven in the most contemporary of car; with its golden wheels traversing the meandering lanes of the hill like a galloping panther,