Life = Death - Volume 1 - Poems on Life , Death by Nikhil Parekh - HTML preview

22. ALL WE HAD TO DO  

In order to walk; all we had to do was to coherently use our feet and march forward,

In order to write; all we had to do was to hoist the pen; and then nimbly rub its

nib against bonded paper,

In order to sleep; all we had to do was shut our eyes; thereby obfuscating ourselves completely from bright light,

In order to talk; all we had to do was open our mouth; then articulately reverberate our tongue in hollow chambers of darkness prevailing,

In order to smile; all we had to do was stretch out luscious lips as far as possible; alongwith a trifle empathy in our eyes,

In order to swim; all we had to do was voraciously move our hand and feet; master the art of holistically floating on the surface,

In order to eat; all we had to do was place appetizing morsels of sundry in our mouth; then masticate the same with sharp incisors of our teeth,

In order to breathe; all we had to do was inhale gallons of unadulterated air; inundating the palpable jacket of our lungs with revitalizing fervor,

In order to punch; all we had to do was clench our fists into a compact ball; then thrust them with tumultuous power towards the wall,

In order to dance; all we had to do was rhythmically sway our bodies; to vibrant

tunes of pulsating music,

In order to scratch; all we had to do was use our finger nails incongruously;

painstakingly peeling off intricate arenas of our skin,

In order to sing; all we had to do was partially open our mouths; engendering

mesmerizing tunes to permeate the atmosphere,

In order to paint; all we had to do was use the brush vivaciously upon the

naked body of white canvas,

In order to bathe; all we had to do was to completely submerge our silhouette in colossal pools of gurgling stream water; sprinkling the same with gay abundance on our scalps,

In order to dig; all we had to do was extricate earth with a shovel; pummel the ground incessantly till we achieved the conducive depth,

In order to remember; all we had to do was intensely flex the tendrils of our

brain; have loads of conviction in our ability to perceive,

In order to bend; all we had to do was to stoop down on the floor; kneel with

our chins adhering to the bare surface,

In order to sneeze; all we had to do was hold pungent pepper close to our nostrils; then wait for the inevitable aftermath to follow,

In order to pray; all we had to do was to perceive all the benevolence existing; visualize the most simplest yet the most enamoring forms of life; worship the most stupendous form of the omnipresent Creator,

And in order to live; all we had to do was philanthropically execute our duties towards the society; incarcerate in our hearts forever the person of our dreams; the person who could love us immortally for decades immemorial.