1 God – Poems on God , Creator – volume 4

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by Nikhil Parekh


  That after a few minutes you felt besieged by loud yawns; transited into a blissful slumber?

  How was it ever possible when you firmly decided not to consume food the whole

  day; famishing yourself to unprecedented limits,

  That after spending the morning hungry; your hand automatically crept towards

  the refrigerator; wherein was stashed succulent fruit and ravishing slices of raspberry pudding?

  How was it ever possible when you pledged not to perspire the slightest; stand

  as cool and unflinching as an enchanting angel,

  That after trespassing for a while under the blazing sun; drops of golden sweat trickled down profusely from your nape?

  How was it ever possible when you were resolute about not going to the bathroom for months; preserving all delectable food you had in your stomach,

  That after sprinting for a little while on the ground; your bowels felt as if they would erupt; and you meekly hid yourself behind the screen of the Lavatory?

  How was it ever possible when you determined not to sneeze come what may;

  incessantly inhale gallons of revitalizing breeze,

  That the instant a fly buzzed pertinently around your nose; you contorted miserably; inundated the atmosphere with a deafening roar?

  How was it ever possible when you thought that you would never smile; Scowling

  at everybody you encountered in the day,

  That after witnessing a man parading naked into a business meeting; perceiving

  it to be his private bedroom; you thunderously broke into guffaws of uncontrollable laughter?

  How was it ever possible when you were stubborn that you wouldn’t imagine;

  avert yourself completely from the most minuscule of fantasy,

  That after dozing off inadvertently in the afternoon; you immediately started

  to romanticize about the girl next door; umpteenth suspense stories deluged

  your mind from all quarters?

  How was it ever possible when you had taken an oath that you would never bathe; no matter how much amount of heat infiltrated into your body,

  That after remaining unwashed for a full week; and a peculiar stench of Rotten

  tomato emanating from your visage; propelled you to dump all your pretentious;

  plunge audaciously into the river from the summit of the mountain?

  How was it ever possible when you clenched your teeth and said that you weren't going to open your eyes; even if it meant that you sacrificed your life,

  That as soon as you wanted to cross the bustling street; the screeching horns

  of vehicles darting towards you at electric speeds; engendered you to lift your lashes; keep them held stringently till all the commotion had subsided?

  How was it ever possible when you whipped your mind infinite times; ordering

  it to be patient in all circumstances engulfing it; dictating it to remain as stoical as placid ice,

  That the moment your spouse spilled milk on your immaculate shirt; you howled

  as if bringing the entire roof down?

  How was it ever possible when you swore on yourself that you would never be

  lured by sanctimonious wealth; live life imprisoned in chains of rustic simplicity,

  That as soon as your feet struck a pot replete with gold; the glitter of the coins; the boundless supply of wealth; made you almost blind and oblivious to even your own voice?

  How was it ever possible when you had resolutely decided to act philanthropically all your life; keep benevolently executing tasks to benefit others,

  That the second the earthquake rocked the entire city; you were the first one

  to jump out of the window with your son; without even bothering to disturb your neighbors; with whom you had always made it a point to have morning tea?

  How was it ever possible when you had resolved not to scratch; even if you were attacked by a million monsters,

  That the moment you were stung by an inconspicuous mosquito; your complexion

  metamorphosed to a perfect crimson; and you rubbed your skin brutally till it almost bled?

  How was it ever possible when you had commanded all bones in your body to stay

  silent; lie down in tranquil contentment even in the most tumultuous of storm,

  That you started to violently dance the minute you heard pulsating music; the fiery flamboyance of your youth pinning all your sagaciousness down?

  How was it ever possible when you had decided to stay for marathon days without liquid; even if the chords in your throat charred to a horrifying death,

  That you greedily sucked water from the very next stream you confronted; splashing it rampantly all across your parched lips and body?

  How was it ever possible when you had intractably appealed to your brain to

  let your wounds flow; leave them open even if each droplet of blood was

  exhausted from your body,

  That you draped your flesh with spools of white bandage and pungent antiseptic; as it simply got pricked by a needle; let alone the question of blood leaking out?

  How was it ever possible when you had pledged to hold your breath; and still

  continue the chapter of life,

  That after stifling your breath only for 30 seconds; you felt loads of It escape noisily down your nostril?

  And how was it ever possible when you had prepared yourself for every calamity; trying to stand invincible against the most belligerent of thorns; trying to emulate God,

  That after simply walking on the scorching sands; and that too with your shoes

  strapped tightly on; you fainted in a bedraggled heap with gasps of tiredness

  and feeble sounds asking for water diffusing from your mouth?

  Well the answer to the above was as simple as the uninhibited love of a mother; the smile of a newly born child, As all of this was possible only because you were just a Human; and for you all this was NATURAL. 

 

  20. WHEN YOU CAME INTO MY LIFE

  I was just a dead cubicle of ice hanging from the mountains; on the verge of breaking, with every passing draught of wind,

  It was only when you came into my life; that I became a sparkling river; flowing boisterously down your slopes.

  I was just a lifeless stone waiting to be kicked by the society on the road, staring hopelessly as swanky cars uncouthly trampled me with their wheels,

  It was only when you came into my life; that I became a blossoming lotus; spreading my essence far and wide.

  I was just a piece of garbage stashed miserably in some inconspicuous corner of the dungeon; nestled far away from the corridors of sunshine,

  It was only when you came into my life; that I rose from the ashes; encompassed all tangible and intangible; in the swirl of my passionate flames.

  I was just a bottle full of tears lying on the gloomy window sill; increasing in volume; as each second unfurled into a wholesome minute,

  It was just when you came into my life; that I became the largest smile; imparting unprecedented happiness to whomsoever I encountered.

  I was just a torn rag engulfed with dust hanging from the strings; with the holes in my body getting deeper every dawn,

  It was just when you came into my life; that I became a pearl illuminating the darkness with my profound light.

  I was just a worm traversing for mercy on the ground; taking shelter like a coward in the earth's belly,

  It was only when you came into my life; that I became a splendid bird; flew with rapid strides across the cosmos; breathing pure exhilaration from my beak.

  I was just an impoverished leper begging incessantly on the streets; with the pangs of hunger reverberating in my stomach not being satisfied by the most delectable of meal,

  It was only when you came into my life; that I became a king; and my heart throbbed violently with richness of your love.

  I was just a commodity wandering around without any entity;
with different people I met addressing me by different names,

  It was only when you came into my life; that I made my impact felt; punctuated all sadness existing around me; with brilliant rays of hope.

  And I was just a lifeless body entrenched in the coffin; simply inhaling air as I didn’t have the power to die; the power to close my eyes,

  It was only when you came into my life; that I got a purpose to live; felt like I was just born; felt like on the pinnacle of the sky. 

 

 

  21. GOD PLEASE BLESS ME WITH SLEEP

  The power in my legs was gradually diminishing; the toes of my foot were chafed and red at their edges,

  The chords of my throat were dreadfully hoarse; the saliva had almost dried up in my mouth,

  The sockets beneath my eyes were puffed and as black as coal; with the eyeball appearing as if soaked in blood,

  The fingers of my palm were leaning heavily towards the ground; unable to rise an inch despite my most resilient of attempts,

  The food in my stomach had slept hours ago; and sensations of hunger had disappeared into thin oblivion,

  The blood in my veins flowed slower than the lazy tortoise; my heart beat couldn't be heard even through the most intricate of machine,

  The mosquitoes hovering around my ears were having a merry time; as I felt too nimble to order them to go,

  The flames of fire leaping up my body were stupefied; as I didn’t move the slightest; try as hard as they could to increase their fury,

  The hollow of my arms had refrained to form sweat; as the perfume bottles on the mantelpiece staring longingly at me to be used,

  The pile of electricity bills kept augmenting; as I had neither the capacity to read them; nor the power to shut the switches at whisker lengths from my palms,

  The flesh of my body remained as limp as wax; even when poked by burning needles,

  The alphabets embossed in bold fonts on the walls; appeared as if engulfed by a

  pool of sea water,

  The words emanating from my young and robust mouth; sounded as incoherent as the ghost's speech,

  The clothes encompassing my persona fomented people to laugh; as I wasn’t even aware that I had worn my pant in the area reserved for my office shirt,

  The time in my watch seemed to be well past midnight; although the day had just crept up from the sky,

  The lights on the street seemed dim and fading; as I inadvertently crashed my scooter against decaying heaps of garbage,

  The figure of my wife appeared to be double; as I started having nightmares of handling two instead of one,

  The people sitting around me had started to get tremendously bored; as I yawned thunderously each time I felt provoked to speak,

  The lids of my eye incorrigibly fell down; each time I gathered a battalion of attendants to pull them up,

  And before I fell on the ground never to rise again;

  GOD PUT ME TO REST, GOD PLEASE BLESS ME WITH SLEEP

 

  22. YOU WEREN'T CONDEMNING THE BLACK CAT. YOU WERE

  INFACT CONDEMNING GOD WHO EVOLVED IT IN THE FIRST

  PLACE 

  You weren't condemning the black cat; you were infact condemning God who had evolved it in the first place,

  You weren't condemning the hideous looking and ruffled owl; you were infact condemning God who had evolved it in the first place,

  You weren't condemning the ominously looking alligator; you were infact condemning God who had evolved it in the first place,

  You weren't condemning the dismally wailing eunuch; you were infact condemning God who had evolved it in the first place,

  You weren't condemning the disheveled and bedraggled African spider; you were infact condemning God who had evolved it in the first place,

  You weren't condemning the corrugated and stinking lizard; you were infact condemning God who had evolved it in the first place,

  You weren't condemning the venomous and blood sucking mosquitoes buzzing in the vicinity of your ears; you were infact condemning God who had evolved it in the

  first place,

  You weren't condemning the thorny and acrimonious cactus extruding from the deserts; you were infact condemning God who had evolved it in the first place,

  You weren't condemning the porcupine with a thousand needles impregnated on its body; you were infact condemning God who had evolved it in the first place,

  You weren't condemning the lethal tailed scorpion awaiting its moment to sting; you were infact condemning God who had evolved it in the first place,

  You weren't condemning the satanic crop of opium which emanated from the mud; you were infact condemning God who had evolved it in the first place,

  You weren't condemning the squalid cockroach wandering around the lavatory seat; you were infact condemning God who had evolved it in the first place,

  You weren't condemning the despicable looking slithering reptile; you were infact condemning God who had evolved it in the first place,

  You weren't condemning the abhorrent and multi-legged octopus; you were infact condemning God who had evolved it in the first place,

  You weren't condemning the blind and hostile bats; you were infact condemning God who had evolved it in the first place,

  You weren't condemning lava which fulminated in fury from beneath the earth; you were infact condemning God who had evolved it in the first place,

  You weren't condemning the grizzly haired crabs roaming lavishly on the shores; you were infact condemning God who had evolved it in the first place,

  You weren't condemning the orphan lying dilapidated like a bundle of garbage in the dustbin; you were infact condemning God who had evolved it in the first place,

  And you weren't condemning man for treading his heavy foot on this earth; you were infact condemning God who had evolved it in the first place,

  So the next time beware! when you thought of condemning an entity tangible or intangible; for you would be condemning God who had evolved it in the first place.

   

   

 

  23. THE LAST THING I DID BEFORE GOING OFF TO SLEEP 

  The last thing that a donkey did before going off to sleep; was to kick loads of dust in vicinity; swish its tail wildly in sheer contentment,

  The last thing that the whale did before going off to sleep; was to glide gleefully through the dark waters; masticating scores of small fish with stupendous relish; as it eventually settled on the coral reefs for its nocturnal slumber,

  The last thing that the lion did before going off to sleep; was to thunderously roar; letting his voice reverberate loud and blaring through the entire forest; licking its paws in complete contentment,

  The last thing that the leaves did before sleep; was to sway gently with the breeze; whisper to the wind in the mystical voice their umpteenth tales of the day; as they curled up their surface to seek volumes of cozy comfort,

  The last thing that the frog did before going off to sleep; was to jump about in animated exhilaration; croak a trifle in its exhausted voice; letting all insects pass infront of his nose; as it blended its slimy body with the sprouting shoots of lush green grass,

  The last thing that the peacock did before going off to sleep; was to spread its kingly feathers to a full plumage; perch up blissfully in its nest on the tree; as it nourished its eggs with gallons of passionate air drifting from its beak,

  The last thing that the stars did before going off to sleep; was to tenderly kiss the clouds which swept past; shimmer gingerly; lost in a world of enchanting fantasy,

  The last thing that the slave did before going off to sleep; was to serve his master a glass of revitalizing water; tucking himself as far as he could; within his threadbare belongings to face the chilly night,

  The last thing that the prince did before going off to sleep; was to sip royal pints of grape wine; fondle the entire ensemble of his opalescent jewels; adding a twinkle to his eye as he stretched his legs i
nto an ocean of laziness,

  The last thing that the snake did before going off to sleep; was to wander about rampantly in the wilderness; devouring newly hatched eggs with its vicious teeth; as it crawled in its burrow to evade the freezing snow flakes descending from the sky,

 

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