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What I Do Know
by Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet → (All Poetry by Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet)
Sunday, March 20, 2016    Rated "G" by the Author.
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 How deep is the ocean I do not know; but what I do know is that I would extricate the oil trapped within; to make it more enjoyable for people to swim, 

 
How colossal is the sky I do not know; but what I do know is that I would stop it being invaded by obnoxious missiles; making it a paradise for birds to fly, 
 
How dense is the forest I do not know; but what I do know is that I would prevent innocent trees from being chopped; making it more mesmerizing for the animals to live in, 
 
How lanky is the mountain I do not know; but what I do know is that I would
terminate all mining activity on its slopes; making it more stupendous for sheep to philander on, 
 
How vast is the desert I do not know; but what I do know is that I would placate the thirst of every organism I encountered; to grant it reprieve from the agony of scorching heat, 
 
How acrimonious is the heat of fire I do not know; but what I do know is that I would alleviate the same by pouring pails of chilled water; thereby impeding the surrounding environment from being torched, 
 
How lethal is the sting of scorpion I do not know; but what I do know is that I would suck it from innocuous flesh; saving it wholesomely from jaws of savage death, 
 
How resplendent are the colors of rainbow I do not know; but what I do know is
that I would stop abhorrent gases from obscuring their ingratiating view 
 
How dark is a blind mans life I do not know; but what I do know is I would offer him my shoulder to lean upon; comforting him in times of bizarre distress, 
 
How eloquent is the nightingale I do not know; but what I do know is that I would prevent obstreperous noises from circulating; making its voice the solo one in the still atmosphere, 
 
How thick is blood I do not know; but what I do know is that I would curtail
it from flowing profusely; tying across it the bandage of my unadulterated love, 
 
How disastrous is the earthquake I do not know; but what I do know is that I
would mitigate the suffering prevailing; by hoisting all infants lying discarded without their mothers, 
 
How piquant is white salt I do not know; but what I do know is that I would procure it in its purest form from the sea; to distribute among who cherish its taste, 
 
How scintillating is the pearl I do not know; but what I do know is that I would prevent it from being mutilated and marketed commercially all around, 
 
How black is darkness I do not know; but what I do know is that I would not
let it linger for more than the night; snapping it completely with the first rays of transient dawn, 
 
How frosty is milk I do not know; but what I do know is that I would sequester
mother cow from abuse and trips to the abattoir, 
 
How redolent is the rose I do not know; but what I do know is that I would
prevent it from being plucked indiscriminately from the blossoming shrub, 
 
How diabolical is the demon I do not know; but what I do know is that I would
prevent him from disrupting the tranquility and benevolence of society, 
 
How omniscient is the creator I do not know; but what I do know is that I would burn all fingers pointing against him; annihilate even the most minuscule trace of blasphemy enveloping his sacrosanct persona, 
 
And how long am I going to live I do not know; but what I do know is that would entirely dedicate every unveiling minute of my life; to my mother; my beloved and the God who endowed upon me the prowess to live and love

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