Extractions (poem) by Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet on AuthorsDen

Extractions
by Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet → (All Poetry by Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet)
Wednesday, March 16, 2016 Rated "G" by the Author.

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I extracted curd from pure cows milk; after sequestering it for marathon hours from light, I extracted stupendously sweet honey from catacomb beehives; after adroitly wading the stinging bees away, I extracted scintillating pearls from the corrugated oyster shell; after fetching the same from fathomless depths of the ocean, I extracted poignant salt powder from the sea; after stringently drying the water under the dazzling sun, I extracted succulent fruits from the towering tree; after many years of planting its inconspicuous seed, I extracted royal skin from the ominous persona of leopard; after decimating his long whiskered body, I extracted crystalline water from the belly of earth; after digging to unsurpassable distances below the ground, I extracted lethal poison from the slithering reptile; after severing its hideous pair of toxic fangs, I extracted tones of stench and prurient debris; after profoundly squeezing the skin of a rotten vegetable, I extracted a plethora of hidden insinuations; after attentively listening to the bureaucrat's flowery speech, I extracted a bountiful ocean of redolence; after assembling a cluster of lilies in the flower vase, I extracted robust supply of air completely encompassing the squalid room; after I merely caressed the conventional plastic switch labeled as fan, I extracted compact cubes of triangular ice; after wholesomely freezing the large pitcher of water lying solitary on the slab, I extracted gold from mundane land cultivating a fleet of crops on it; after onerously digging the soil with my gleaming pickaxe, I extracted naked electricity from loosely dangling wires; after touching them with my profoundly wet hands, I extracted a battalion of brilliant rays from the sun; after unrelentingly staring at it for several minutes, I extracted sparkling foam from the rotund bar of soap; after vigorously kneading it into fine lather with my bohemian palms, I extracted scores of raw minerals from the gargantuan body of rock; after delving deep and distantly far into its crevices, I extracted loads of uninhibited love from my mother; after taking birth from her sacrosanct womb, I extracted unparalleled empathy from my beloved; after making her the one and only queen of my heart, And I extracted an omnipotent spirit to exist from life; after having being bestowed upon the form of a human; inhaling gallons of fresh air; by the divine Creator.