Hide and Seek - Part 3 - Rhyming & Non Rhyming Poems by Nikhil Parekh - HTML preview

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13. LEAVES

 

When i burnt medicinal leaves of wild grass in a cauldron,

blending them with sizeable amounts of rusty brown tea powder,

adding paltry pinches of saccharine to the syrup,

stirred vigorously the concoction with an inflated wooden batten,

the outcome was scintillatingly delicious tea; which i sipped with profound contentment.

 

when i torched a conglomerate of dead tree leaves,

scorching them with somber sticks of lead match and paraffin wax,

there was a crackling fire that swayed with the breeze,

with menacing flames; making futile attempts to lick the sky,

offering me fountains of compassionate warmth;

sublimating my energy from shivers to blissful sleep.

 

when i ignited a cluster of rustic cowdung cakes,

occasionally probing the fetid slurry with my big toe,

there were delectable puffs of smoke that originated,

i then aligned a frying pan at right angles to the conflagration,

and roasted for myself a sumptuous meal of baked corn coated with salted herring.

 

when i set ablaze acres of farmland sprawled with ripened nose buds of tobacco,

submerging the entire region with an ocean of stringent kerosene,

the atmosphere was engulfed with a noxious odour of charred cigarette,

hurricanes of venomous wind annihilated palpable organisms in the vicinity.

 

and when i burnt infinite leaves of my immaculate heart,

there was a mystical aroma that imprisoned the ambience,

it was a smell that portrayed sacrosanct love,

it was an insatiable odour of her mesmerizing soul thoroughly entwined in mine.