Poems from nikhilparekh
The road was a desolate patch of tarmac burning,blotches of dust stuck to side embankments,disdainful heat waves knifed all those moving,...
Nineteen to the dozen and an infinite lines did she talk about; the general condition of the environment around; and as every source of...
It ran miles further as I chased it,faded from vision like a captivating mirage.
It escaped from my tightly curled fist,survived the injury...
An infinite playgrounds of exuberantly rhapsodic smiles; An infinite coffins of inexplicably aggrieving tears,
An infinite gorges of...
Even the most parsimoniously slavering form of light; is an infinite times better than the endlessly ghoulish mortuary of treacherously...