Hide and Seek - part 5 - Rhyming & Non Rhyming Poems by Nikhil Parekh - HTML preview

15. IF I HAD A THOUSAND LIVES

If I had a thousand bricks stashed beside my persona; I would utilize them all to construct an invincible house,

If I had a thousand fishes slithering for life in my vicinity; I would put them back into the saline sea,

If I had a thousand burnt needles in my palms; I would embellish them with ice candy; incorporating them on the surface of chocolate cake,

If I had a thousand pens full of fountain ink; I would inundate the blank demeanor of paper with a battalion of literature,

If I had a thousand apples embossed with brilliantly radiant skins; I would peel of the same at lightning speeds and cupidly devour the imprisoned juice,

If I had a thousand cars aligned right outside my driveway; I would traverse through the steep hills with a cavalcade of soldiers following me,

If I had a thousand cubes of cheese strewn haphazardly beside my nose; I would nibble at a few distributing the rest amongst a plethora of red ants,

If I had a thousand pieces of flocculent cotton; I would juxtapose them together; then sleeping in tranquil calm on the conglomerate of my innovative bed,

If I had a thousand hunter dogs; I would engage them in tracking nefarious criminals; reprimanding the culprits severely for their compendium of misdeeds,

If I had a thousand balls of immaculate marble; I would bang them on the ground to produce a deafening noise; roll with sheer exhilaration on the same,

If I had a thousand cakes of deplorable cowdung; I would smear them on the walls of my house; sparing a few to splash around mischievously,

If I had a thousand legs; I would sleep; at the same time walk; clambering up

the treacherous terrain without perspiring in the Sun,

If I had thousand eyes; I would clearly sight disdainful traffic in front as well as in the rear; alongwith the twinkling stars in the sky,

If I had a thousand dreams; I would keep sleeping all Sunlit day as well as in the starry night,

If I had a thousand tongues; I would eloquently speak the language of each city in the world with nonchalant ease,

If I had a thousand arms; I would embrace all whom I revered without feeling drearily exhausted,

If I had a thousand moons; I wouldn’t need a mirror to gaze at my reflection; instead would admire my intricate silhouette in the celestial body,

If I had a thousand glasses of poignant brandy lying on the shelf; I would consume it regularly with unprecedented jubilation; and would always refrain from contracting a cold,

If I had a thousand guns; I would use them to assassinate traces of crime inhabiting this earth,

If I had a thousand leaves of red betel; I would chew them incessantly thereby coating my lips with scarlet color,

If I had a thousand cameras; I would use them all to snap the picture of the ones I cherished,

If I had a thousand twigs of wood; I would stack them meticulously to incinerate a crackling fire; relishing the gratifying warmth all throughout the chilly night,

If I had a thousand biscuits of gold; I would blend them to form exquisite pieces of jewelry; purchase the best quality of Persian silk,

And if by the grace of god I had a thousand lives to live in; I would unrelentingly love the girl of my dreams; the very girl I today passionately cared for.