Nikhil Parekh

Freshman - 508 Points (27/08/1977 / Dehradun, India)

The Hardest Thing For A Writer To Bear - Poem by Nikhil Parekh

The hardest thing for a mother to bear; was the sudden
death of her new born and sweet infant,
The hardest thing for a Businessman to bear; was the
abrupt closure of his Business; his goods being
auctioned in the market at a price lesser than stones,
The hardest thing for a bird to bear; was that her
eggs got stolen by the vicious snake right in front of
her eyes,
The hardest thing for a desert to bear; was its barren
and magnificently shimmering sands; being
extravagantly flooded with water,
The hardest thing for a boxer to bear; was opprobrious
defeat; being decimated to the floor by his timid
The hardest thing for an automobile to bear; was the
dismal snapping of its brakes; as it was just seconds
away from reaching the summit of the mountain,
The hardest thing for the eye to bear; was its
inability to recognize its most revered and beloved;
even as she passed at whisker lengths from its body,
The hardest thing for a eunuch to bear; was the volley
of insults and ignominious rebukes it received; the
hilarious laughter which it was subjected to; for no
absolutely no fault of its at all,
The hardest thing for the shoe to bear; was exploding
into infinite fragments; the moment it tread nimbly on
the soil,
The hardest thing for the consortium of diabolical
black clouds to bear; was not being able to
incessantly rain; even after floating rampantly for
hours in the sky,
The hardest thing for a robust swimmer to bear; was
lying like a frigid mute leaf in the pool; when the
race to the trophy was just about to commence,
The hardest thing for the lips to bear; was the
acrimonious society coming in between then and their
enchanting lover,
The hardest thing for the wealthiest man on this earth
to bear; was the girl of his dreams kicking all his
opulence; eloping with that beggar instead; whom she
had ardently given her heart,
The hardest thing for the impeccable and sparkling
shirt to bear; was being ripped apart to uncouth
strands; as it confronted head on with the worst of
cyclonic storm,
The hardest thing for the conscience to bear; was
overwhelming guilt pounding on it like a volcano from
all sides; as it agonizingly conceived its tale of
blatant lies,
The hardest thing for the spring waters to bear; was
getting adulterated by infinitesimal specks of dirt;
as they gushed past contaminated slopes of lecherous
The hardest thing for the lion to bear; was being
ingeniously outwitted by the hunter; despite being
crowned the irrefutable king of the jungle,
The hardest thing for the hands to bear; was their
inefficiency to save several lives in vicinity as they
were incarcerated in chains; although they knew the
Herculean strength circulating in their bones,
The hardest thing for God to bear; was infinite
numbers of his molecules fighting with each other on
this earth; the very planet which he had created as
paradise; now metamorphosing into a river of hostile
And the hardest thing for a writer to bear; when
despite dedicating all his mind, body and soul to his
profession; chiseling every alphabet he perceived with
his very own blood; his work didn't sell. 

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 17, 2014

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