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I Write Because
by
Nikhil Parekh

I write to alleviate tumultuously bereaved humanity;
impregnate optimistic beams of hope in the lives of
all those miserably divested,

I write to unrelentingly explore the enchanting beauty
of this gigantic Universe; bountifully assimilate all
exotic goodness of the atmosphere in my wandering
soul,

I write to give the most voluptuously poignant
expression to words; churn majestic artistry out of
even the most; inconspicuously threadbare,

I write to blissfully placate my turbulently
asphyxiated soul; fulminate into astoundingly vibrant
newness; every unfurling instant of the gloriously
sunlit day,

I write to exuberantly trigger the chords of my
imagination to the most unprecedented limits; unleash
a whirlpool of unfathomable discovery in every
alphabet that I chiseled; with my very own blood,

I write to perpetually embrace the winds of seductive
romance; titillate every devastatingly frigid arena of
my visage; with the profusely irrevocable mysticism in
the; vivid atmosphere,

I write to make every haplessly shattered organism on
this fathomless planet; celestially unite in the
uninhibitedly priceless wings of; scintillating
humanity,

I write to ebulliently break the monotony of
manipulative office; keep myself boundless kilometers
away from; diabolically commercial and spuriously
white collared business tycoons,

I write to wholesomely free the innocuously
impeccable; from chains of barbaric slavery; and
insanely tyrannical incarceration,

I write to wholeheartedly divulge the innermost of my
feelings to this unending planet; walk shoulder to
shoulder and with profound equanimity lingering in my
crystalline eyes; abreast my comrades marching towards
irrefutable righteousness,

I write to inculcate Herculean poignancy in my
lackadaisical blood; unequivocally ensure that each
element of my countenance; blazed ahead in the
unparalleled ardor to lead euphoric life,

I write to eternally soar in the clouds of beautifully
bestowing companionship; perennially unite with all
those with a philanthropic conscience; with all those
shedding even the last droplet of their blood for the
sake of their sacrosanct motherland,

I write to handsomely relieve the unsurpassable
dormitories of imagination in my brain; imparting them
a cloudburst of enamoring shapes and panoramic forms,

I write to innocently relive the memories of
immaculate childhood; stupendously cherish all those
revered moments when I indefatigably flirted in the
aisles of mischief; eventually interlocking myself in
the lap of my mother; for times immemorial,

I write to ubiquitously commiserate with all humanity
irrespective of caste; creed or color wonderfully
alike; filter a path of supremely optimistic light;
through every benign stanza of my verse,

I write to heavenly coalesce with my aboriginal
rudiments; embark on a fabulous expedition to
backtrack time; fantastically discovering the very
first puff of breath from which I was born,

I write to majestically feel the breeze of
togetherness; marvelously experience the empathy of
all those with a symbiotically holistic soul; even
though I stood disastrously alone,

I write to incessantly broaden my perspective about
this enthralling earth; enshroud each iota of my
bedraggled demeanor; with the everlasting spirit of
timelessness,

I write to exhale incomprehensible tornados of air
without the slightest of circumspection; so that the
air regally entrapped in my penurious lungs; was
ecumenically there for all to share,

I write to synergistically exist; execute my plethora
of humanely activities; with the most gorgeously
melodious dexterity; jubilantly absorbing even the
gruesomely acrimonious chapters of mystical life,

Most importantly; I write because my heart wants me
to; astoundingly proliferating into a mountain of
tantalizing seduction; even as hell rained down from
sky to forever lick the earth.
Nikhil Parekh
Copyright 2003
http://www.nikhilparekh.com
 
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