Poems from nikhilparekh
If there were a 100 holes in the dry ground,small rivulets of water would get accumulated after seasonal spells of monsoon,a blend of mice...
God gave you a 100 bones; to atleast mitigate a 100 people from the aisles of inexplicably traumatic suffering during your entire lifetime...
You might indiscriminately trample countless innocent under your bohemian foot every time you chose to walk; but remember O! greedy Man;...
Just one of majestically unconquerable truth; to an infinite of baselessly stampeding and murderously masquerading; lies,
Just one of...
When I was in office; I felt as if somebody was trying to wring my neck each second; pummeling me down forcefully towards the ground,While...