Nikhil Parekh

(27/08/1977 / Dehradun, India)

raw materials


The raw material required for growing a foliated tree; was its
inconspicuous
little seeds,
The raw material required for building a magnificent palace; was a
plethora of
baked bricks and finely pulverized sand,
The raw material required for forming the sky; was a blend of black and
immaculate white clouds,
The raw material required for making a computer; was a conglomerate of
contemporary chips with a host of sophisticated software,
The raw material required for forming the mammoth ocean; was
astronomical
amounts of salt water,
The raw material required for preparing appetizing curd; was decayed
and left
over remains of bitter milk,
The raw material required to fire a hollow nozzle gun; was a grey
bullet; that
flew at electric speeds after swiftly releasing the trigger,
The raw material required for digging a well in the stony ground; was a
chiseled pickaxe compounded with onerous effort,
The raw material required for riding a bicycle; was dexterous
maneuvering of
the same alongwith the skill of fine balance,
The raw material required for writing script; was the slender
sculptured
fountain pen replete with sapphire ink,
The raw material required for igniting bundled logs of dry wood; was a
minuscule and lead coated matchstick,
The raw material required for cautioning against unscrupulous burglars;
was a
contemporary alarm bell,
The raw material required for soaring high in the air abreast of the
hovering
clouds; was a pair of strong and robust wings,
The raw material required to compose a poem; was a jugglery of
intricate
words; alongwith perfect synchronization of rhyme,
The raw material required to smile; was twin pairs of lips opening
partially;
radiating loads of compassionate warmth,
The raw material required for spreading rampant riots; was baseless
communalism,
The raw material required for propagating corruption; was power hungry
leaders
adroitly manipulating innocuous people,
The raw material required for impregnating fear; was merciless torture
of the
deprived; incessant tormenting of the underprivileged,
The raw material required for dying; was forcible closure of the
nostrils;
succeeded by abrupt failure of the heart,
And the raw material required for blissfully living; was unrelentingly
caring
for our dear ones; diligently praying to the deity we believe;
patronizing
universally the essence of philanthropic love. 

Submitted: Sunday, August 17, 2014

Topic(s): poetry


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