I Felt Good (poem) by Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet on AuthorsDen

I Felt Good
by Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet → (All Poetry by Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet)
Thursday, March 17, 2016 Rated "G" by the Author.

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I felt good while swimming in choppy waves of the tidal sea, diving underwater to have subtle glimpses of the aquatic fish. i felt good gnawing at the rudimentary apple protruding from the tall tree, ripping apart succulent chunks of the fruit with boisterous fervor. i felt good plucking dead grass from nimble soil of earth, tickling my ear with a blend of humid mud and spongy tufts of grass. i felt good when i drank pure extracts of violet grape vine, slept like a demon relinquishing the agonies of routine life. i felt good when i stared at the enchanting demeanour of the sky, spent all night counting innumerable numbers of resplendent stars. i felt good when marooned without aid on an desolate island, leading life in solitary calm, catching small fish with thorny sticks of wild bush. i felt good when i perceived my childhood in transparent fossils, visualizing myself clinging tightly to the plump silhouette of my mother. i felt good when clambering steep slopes of the mountain, pilfering the loose soil with large treads of my rustic feet. i felt good when sprinkled with bountiful amounts of lotus spray, rolled on stone cold arenas of floor with my body clad in royal silk garment. i felt good when whistling indigenous tunes sitting on my mud house roof, coating barren walls of my dwelling with cakes of cowdung plaster. i felt good working with scrupulous care; perspiring in the fuming Sun, being thoroughly applauded for the onerous tasks i had accomplished. i felt good in close proximity of her tender arms, her Luke warm breath drifting down my nape, the mystical spell of her love embracing me in a vice like grip forever.