Fresh Birth. Poem by Nikhil Parekh

Fresh Birth.



Almost every person on this fathomlessly enchanting earth; observes his birthday on the date that he was born of the womb of his; inimitably venerated mother,
But I for one; would like to wholeheartedly celebrate only that very day as my birthday; when she'd first unconquerably stared into the whites of my impoverished eyes; giving my unfinished optimism; fresh birth; for an infinite more of my destined
lifetimes.

Almost every person on this boundlessly spell binding earth; observes his birthday on the date that he was born of the womb of his; impregnably divine mother,
But I for one; would like to wholeheartedly celebrate only that very day as my birthday; when she'd first interlocked her magical fingers with mine; giving my
flagrantly unfinished conviction; fresh birth; for an infinite more of my destined lifetimes.

Almost every person on this magnetically jubilant earth; observers his birthday on the date that he was born of the womb of his; celestially sacred mother,
But I for one; would like to wholeheartedly celebrate only that very day as my birthday; when she'd first ardently kissed me on the contours of my destitute
lips; giving my haplessly unfinished sensuality; fresh birth; for an infinite more of my destined lifetimes.

Almost every person on this unlimitedly emollient earth; observers his birthday on the date that he was born of the womb of his; bountifully Godly mother,
But I for one; would like to wholeheartedly celebrate only that very day as my birthday; when she'd first unrestrictedly surrendered her chastity to me; giving
my hopelessly unfinished fertility; fresh birth; for an infinite more of my destined lifetimes.

Almost every person on this unbelievably ecstatic earth; observes his birthday on the date that he was born of the womb of his; innocuously Omnipotent mother,
But I for one; would like to wholeheartedly celebrate only that very day as my birthday; when she'd first rescued me from the mortuaries of suicide; giving my
treacherously unfinished desires; fresh birth; for an infinite more of my destined lifetimes.

Almost every person on this unabashedly ebullient earth; observers his birthday on the date that he was born of the womb of his; spell-bindingly Omniscient mother,
But I for one; would like to wholeheartedly celebrate only that very day as my birthday; when she'd first sensuously traced her tantalizing fingers through
every bone of my spine; giving my brutally unfinished vitality; fresh birth; for an infinite more of my destined lifetimes.

Almost every person on this ubiquitously blessing earth; observes his birthday on the date that he was born of the womb of his; triumphantly unflinching mother,
But I for one; would like to wholeheartedly celebrate only that very day as my birthday; when she'd first embraced me in her insuperably mitigating grip; giving
my despairingly unfinished footsteps; fresh birth; for an infinite more of my destined lifetimes.

Almost every person on this timelessly endowing earth; observes his birthday on the date that he was born of the womb of his; Omnipresently vibrant mother,
But I for one; would like to wholeheartedly celebrate only that very day as my birthday; when she'd first astoundingly sketched my nimbly shrunken form; giving
my unsparingly unfinished identity; fresh birth; for an infinite more my destined lifetimes.

Almost every person on this limitlessly enthralling earth; observes his birthday on the date that he was born of the womb of his; unshakably faithful mother,
But I for one; would like to wholeheartedly celebrate only that very day as my birthday; when she'd first blown her fierily immortal breath on my cheeks; giving
my lividly unfinished deliriousness; fresh birth; for an infinite more of my destined lifetimes.

Almost every person on this interminably majestic earth; observes his birthday on the date that he was born of the womb of his; blessedly unparalleled mother,
But I for one; would like to wholeheartedly celebrate only that very day as my birthday; when she'd first mischievously cavorted with me through sparkling ponds
of rain; giving my egregiously unfinished monotony; fresh birth; for an infinite more of my destined lifetimes.

Almost every person on this beautifully bounteous earth; observes his birthday on the date that he was born of the womb of his; indomitably Godly mother,
But I for one; would like to wholeheartedly celebrate only that very day as my birthday; when she'd first uttered my name from her unfettered tongue; giving my
pathetically unfinished integrity; fresh birth; for an infinite more of my destined lifetimes.

Almost every person on this inscrutably tingling earth; observes his birthday on the date that he was born of the womb of his; perpetually altruistic mother,
But I for one; would like to wholeheartedly celebrate only that very day as my birthday; when she'd first inseparably mated with me; giving my treacherously
unfinished manhood; fresh birth; for an infinite more of my destined lifetimes.

Almost every person on this poignantly candid earth; observes his birthday on the date that he was born of the womb of his; incomparably benign mother,
But I for one; would like to wholeheartedly celebrate only that very day as my birthday; when she'd first proposed me as her ultimate lifepartner; giving my
unbearably unfinished hysteria; fresh birth; for an infinite more of my destined lifetimes.

Almost every person on this eclectically egalitarian earth; observes his birthday on the date that he was born of the womb of his; perennially towering mother,
But I for one; would like to wholeheartedly celebrate only that very day as my birthday; when she'd first cast her venerated shadow upon mine; giving my
insouciantly unfinished stride; fresh birth; for an infinite more of my destined lifetimes.

Almost every person on this gigantically blessed earth; observes his birthday on the date that he was born of the womb of his; enchantingly ameliorating mother,
But I for one; would like to wholeheartedly celebrate only that very day as my birthday; when she'd first uncontrollably tickled me with her big toe; giving my
deplorably unfinished ashes of intensity; fresh birth; for an infinite more of my destined lifetimes.

Almost every person on this unsurpassably undying earth; observes his birthday on the date that he was born of the womb of his; beautifully unadulterated mother,
But I for one; would like to wholeheartedly celebrate only that very day as my birthday; when she'd first signed her every impression upon my blood; giving my
indescribably unfinished cowardliness; fresh birth; for an infinite more of my destined lifetimes.

Almost every person on this incredulously vivacious earth; observes his birthday on the date that he was born of the womb of his; wonderfully unprejudiced mother,
But I for one; would like to wholeheartedly celebrate only that very day as my birthday; when she'd first made me sleep in her selflessly humanitarian lap; giving my indiscriminately unfinished restlessness; fresh birth; for an infinite more of my destined lifetimes.

Almost every person on this untiringly victorious earth; observes his birthday on the date that he was born of the womb of his; undefeatedly queenly mother,
But I for one; would like to wholeheartedly celebrate only that very day as my birthday; when she'd first placed her miraculously emancipating palms on my
frazzled head; giving my ruthlessly unfinished frustrations; fresh birth; for an infinite more of my destined lifetimes.

And almost every person on this amazingly proliferating earth; observes his birthday on the date that he was born of the womb of his; unshakably royal mother,
But I for one; would like to wholeheartedly celebrate only that very day as my birthday; when she'd first bonded every beat of her heart with mine; giving my
cursedly unfinished love; fresh birth; for an infinite more of my destined lifetimes.

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Nikhil Parekh

Nikhil Parekh

Dehradun, India
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