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triumphant tumbler
by Nikhil Parekh - Love Poet

Saturday, March 05, 2011
Rated "G" by the Author.
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truly adored its innocuous silhouette as it beautifully floated in near vicinity in the majestically cemented tub ; without the tiniest of apprehension or disdainful malice ,

was fantastically touched by its magnanimous and efficacious cost free service ; as it befriended people of all religion ; caste ; creed ; tribe with altruistically unparalleled aplomb ,

admired its inimitably uncelebrated identity amidst a plethora of myriad contraptions ; gaudy towel ; aristocratically embroidered cloth ; ravishing shampoo ; fanciful broom; opulent jewelry strewn haphazardly around - as it overtook them in terms of its quintessential and astounding utility ,

praised its rustically simpleton yet unbelievably tenacious demeanor ; as it fearlessly served its master to cleanse the most sordidly fetid pores of his body - irrespective of the abominably dirty gutter pipe that deposited its decayed garbage just alongside ,

tried my earnest best to grandiloquently beautify its ingredients of simplicity and impeccable charisma via poetry ; so that it relished its handsomely cherished position at the world centerstage and adulatory celebrityhood ,

veritably enamored ; when the ecstatically versatile artist filled it with gargantuan proportions of paint and triumphant color - and then dipped paintbrush into its wonderfully replenishing interiors - to glorify the barrenness of the canvas with the colors of unfettered optimism,

honored - as its mere presence was a compassionately comforting factor amidst the bizarre solitariness of the forlorn walls ; with not a person around in vicinity as the night exuberantly galloped towards early dawn ,

saluted its altruistically victorious streak - wherein it so gorgeously nourished the recipient using it ; and irrefutably ensured a profoundly fresh start to withstand the devastatingly torrid rat race for survival ,

joyfully caressed its fabulously roughened exteriors which delectably lead the way to a protuberant handle - that I took the liberty of efficaciously placing upon the artistically extruding nail from the door ,

positively deliberated upon its superbly reinvigorating benefits ; silencing critics who wanted it dismissed from the abode instantaneously ; on the spurious pretext of it dirtying the otherwise lavishly contemporary and royal ambiance ,

unabashedly attracted towards its immaculately white and pearly complexion ; which triggered me to rush from my seat and uninhibitedly embrace its philanthropic form ; accept it in the wonderful fabric of camaraderie ; as my friend ,

used it as a robustly firm support to stand up to my full and humble height ; after I had collapsed in a dismally disheveled heap ; accidentally treading upon the stealthily orphaned banana skin strewn on the floor ,

acquired it from the pallidly stagnating marketshelf and then pampered and scrubbed it with sensuously soft sponge ; before it pompously adorned the tantalizingly dainty ledge beside the lavatory seat ,

put my fists deep into its unpretentiously cozy recesses amidst the frozen chill that had descended around ; impromptu - that gave me solace and meaningful substance to fantasize; dance ; gallop and philosophize for goodness ,

informally stored paraphernalia of various sizes and proportions in its robustly glorious hollowness ; where they were safe and handsomely protected from the acrimoniously venomous pollution that vehicles were responsible for ; outside ,

consumed my juice ; milk ; lunch and dinner in it - when pugnaciously terrorizing war lambasted the fabric of truthfully inspired existence and the savage missiles fired didn’t provide an opportunity for mesmerizing family meal ,

savored its incredulous use – when the man on the street spontaneously penned his myriad of righteous thoughts upon its jaggedly princely periphery ; in absence of that sheet of paper that was obviously thrown into wilderness ,

but I fell in love with the Tumbler when I dipped into the pail - filled it with water and then let the jubilantly exhilarating and mortal elixir cascade down my impoverished and unkempt form - making me wholesomely oblivious to the delinquently stabbing loneliness ; around .

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Reviewed by S Bergerac (Reader) 5/25/2012
Reviewing all your poetry you are undoubtedly one of the most boring poets I have ever read! There is no genuine feeling in any of it.
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