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bath
When i took a bath in red acrylic paint,
my body resembled the sun fading in murky horizons of
Nikhil Parekh poet by Nikhil Parekh
on 8/17/2014
the flaming Sun
Red rays of sunlight peep through my window,
focusing a path of mystic beauty,
Nikhil Parekh poet by Nikhil Parekh
on 8/17/2014
Dreamer's Choise
I worship Beauty,
Creative gold,
Sandra Feldman poet by Sandra Feldman
on 8/17/2014
perfect scenery -clouds end
Here as i sit with network of green to surround,
the Falcon soaring high in the blue sky,
Nikhil Parekh poet by Nikhil Parekh
on 8/17/2014
wide open the rest is up to you
brand new beginning old stories shit turns into old ass glories
hold back what was never given to you
Sarrah Garibay poet by Sarrah Garibay
on 8/17/2014
WILD HORSES
They race across the prairie
Stallion in the lead
Colin Ian Jeffery poet by Colin Ian Jeffery
on 8/17/2014
sweat bath
Neither was the most contemporarily powerful of air-conditioner needed; even as the heat outside raced to an unbearable scorch,
Neither was there
Nikhil Parekh poet by Nikhil Parekh
on 8/17/2014
destined to be dead. when God wants.
I didn't know whether it would be flamboyantly optimistic rays of the
Sun; or whether the sky would resemble silver streaks of monsoon grey-
Nikhil Parekh poet by Nikhil Parekh
on 8/17/2014
writing poetry
Writing poetry is like the newborn draughts of ecstatic wind; kissing
the innocuous cluster of green leaves; with the most uninhibited ardor
Nikhil Parekh poet by Nikhil Parekh
on 8/17/2014
man-the biggest hypocrite
He thanked the simmering rays of the Sun from the innermost realms of
his heart; for compassionately befriending his every heartlessly
Nikhil Parekh poet by Nikhil Parekh
on 8/17/2014
kill the smoke. stamp the cigarette. quit smoking forever.
Before it vindictively enshrouds every pore of your skin; with its
despairingly hideous tinges of cancerous yellow,
Nikhil Parekh poet by Nikhil Parekh
on 8/17/2014
sympathy is worse than death.
Sympathy makes an organism feel dreadfully weak—as if the world around
it had metamorphosed into a coffin of morose blackness; though an
Nikhil Parekh poet by Nikhil Parekh
on 8/17/2014
dance upon every chance.
Whether it be as inconspicuous as an invisibly dissolute ant; or
whether it be as towering as the highest apogee of the invincibly
Nikhil Parekh poet by Nikhil Parekh
on 8/17/2014
MY HEART قلبي
My pretty heart is thinner than the Cigarettes' paper, Purer than the white snow, and The best of all hearts,
MOHAMMAD SKATI poet by MOHAMMAD SKATI
on 8/17/2014
in our succeeding lives
Just when we'd completed the most immortally blessing kiss of all
times; with our insatiably crimson lips; now profusely oozing
Nikhil Parekh poet by Nikhil Parekh
on 8/17/2014
brutally broken heart
There were some who spent their entire lives; leaning solely on the
diminutively flickering flame of the obfuscated candle; which
Nikhil Parekh poet by Nikhil Parekh
on 8/17/2014
just where were you?
Just Where were you when I was inconsolably fretting in exasperation;
with virtually no other shoulder in the world to lean upon; to share
Nikhil Parekh poet by Nikhil Parekh
on 8/17/2014
when i wasn't writing poetry.
Its like the highest summit of the Himalayas suddenly feeling
disastrously pale and defeated; even infront of the most
Nikhil Parekh poet by Nikhil Parekh
on 8/17/2014
he who definitely knew that he'd die.
There were an infinite who thought that they might perhaps die; whilst
traversing through the forests; and the uncouthly ferocious lion
Nikhil Parekh poet by Nikhil Parekh
on 8/17/2014
everytime my heart palpitated for existence
Some relentlessly wiped the dust of it; just in order to relieve the
unsurpassable restlessness that irksomely leaked from each pore of
Nikhil Parekh poet by Nikhil Parekh
on 8/17/2014
deep ocean of secrets
Be it belonging to the infinitesimally irate ant; who traversed an
infinite steps in its journey from the bottom of the majestic dinner
Nikhil Parekh poet by Nikhil Parekh
on 8/17/2014
everytime-i made and rose in the spirit of love
I felt as if every ounce of hysterical sorrow on this Universe had
suddenly metamorphosed into the perennially glorious waterfalls of
Nikhil Parekh poet by Nikhil Parekh
on 8/17/2014
life's a brilliant mixture of it all
Is life solely about benevolently donating each passionately eclectic
instant of yours; to every tangible and intangibly hapless fragment of
Nikhil Parekh poet by Nikhil Parekh
on 8/17/2014
31st december-my ultimate hero
Irrespective of whether they were extraordinarily happy; or whether
they inconsolably fretted in the aisles of utter desperation—with the
Nikhil Parekh poet by Nikhil Parekh
on 8/17/2014
patience-the greatest artist
Wasn't it while waiting for something—that you inevitably learnt to
profoundly admire even the most infinitesimal droplet of rain that
Nikhil Parekh poet by Nikhil Parekh
on 8/17/2014
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