Heavenly Poetry
It was my incessant inspiration; to diffuse into an
unfathomable valley of goodness; perpetually coalesce
with my bountiful rudiments; irrespective of the
contemporarily bombastic slang and slime,
It was my tireless inspiration; to float in the aisles
of untamed sensuousness; assimilate all fathomless
beauty of this resplendent Universe; in every
ingredient of my agonizingly famished blood,
It was my unrelenting inspiration; to embrace the
winds of timeless fantasy; let the spirit of
euphorically rhapsodic existence; take wholesome
control upon my countenance from all sides,
It was my limitless inspiration; to blazingly surge
forward in the chapter of vibrantly enthralling life;
gloriously emerge as a triumphant winner in every
direction that I even remotely conceived to tread,
It was my boundless inspiration; to poignantly break
the heinous shackles of crippling monotony;
uninhibitedly liberate each of my senses to blend with
the unparalleled ecstasy of this Omnipotent cosmos,
It was my unprecedented inspiration; to unfurl into an
insatiable civilization of creativity every unfurling
instant of the day; fabulously decipher the enigmatic
meanings of survival; with the silken dexterity of an
embellished prince,
It was my indefatigable inspiration; to coin new
benchmarks on even the most diminutive step that I
transgressed; digressing from conventionally
treacherous turgidity; to sparklingly enhance the
fireballs of optimism in every tomorrow,
It was my profuse inspiration; to unstoppably
reminisce the caverns of mischief of my innocuous
childhood; Omnisciently cherish the compassionate lap
of my divinely mother; for infinite more births of
mine,
It was my undaunted inspiration; to philanthropically
serve all bereaved humanity till the very last breath
of mine; assiduously persevere all day and twinkling
night; to unite all religion; caste; creed and tribe;
handsomely alike,
It was my incorrigible inspiration; to romantically
philander in the meadows of eternally tantalizing
seduction; till even centuries immemorial after I
died,
It was my indomitable inspiration; to resiliently
pursue the innermost tunes of my soul; tirelessly
march on the path of celestial righteousness; even as
the most salaciously ghastly impediment dared to come
my way,
It was my enchanting inspiration; to bask in the glory
of Omnipotently fascinating scent; let the fragrance
of unbiased togetherness be my sole companion till the
absolute end of my time,
It was my benign inspiration; to magnanimously assist
all those in truculently traumatic pain; shower the
smiles of my visage; forever upon their uncontrollably
shivering bodies,
It was my formidable inspiration; to unflinchingly
bounce forward even as vindictive thorns of hell
torrentially pelted from open sky; to maintain a wave
of spell binding phlegmatism even in the face of the
most tyrannically lambasting disaster,
It was my fathomless inspiration; to unendingly
fantasize all mesmerizing goodness that lay
embellished on this planet; absorb even the most
ethereal iota of happiness that lingered abundantly on
this marvelous planet,
It was my unbelievable inspiration; to blossom into an
iridescent paradise of beauty as the minutes unveiled;
transcend past the barriers of threadbare spuriousness
in all aspects of exotic life,
It was my ubiquitous inspiration; to synergistically
enthrall one and all alike; with the tunes of
captivatingly enthralling vivaciousness and
charismatic grace,
It was my immortal breath; to not only majestically
lead this; but every artistically eclectic life; of a
countless more lifetimes,
O! Yes; it was God's most pricelessly precious gift
bestowed perennially upon my heart; it was the most
fascinating thing that could have ever happened to me
in my life; it was my reflection that I sighted every
dawn in my mirror; it was my HEAVENLY POETRY..
(c) copyright-2003, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
poem by Nikhil Parekh
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