Life = Death - Volume 6 - Poems on Life , Death by Nikhil Parekh - HTML preview

50. REPLACEMENTS 

If bricks in the edifice were replaced by inflated balloons,  

The colossal structure would tumble down on earth; like a pack of soft plastic cards. 

If acerbic blades of the ceiling fan were; replaced with satiny Persian cloth,  

I would be able to kiss the contraption; even when revolving at full speeds. 

If coarse cloth of jagged trouser; was replaced with succulent candy floss,  

There would be a battalion of red ant crawling up; devouring the sumptuous meal. 

If a cluster of calcium teeth; were replaced by intricate fillings of wrought iron, 

The individual would have the prowess to chew the hardest of stone; yet not be able to smile. 

If the gargantuan body of saline ocean; was replaced by ponds of still water, 

There would be no whales swimming; with frothy waves disappearing into oblivion. 

If salubrious juice of jaggery; was replaced by chemical sugar,  

A myriad of bowels would expurgate themselves; relinquishing taste. 

If shards of obdurate crystal glass; were replaced by gelatine paper,  

There would be a chain of robberies committed all day; with the burglars sleeping sedately throughout the night. 

If every iota of soil on ground; was replaced by granules of exquisite silver,  

There would be no penurious existing on earth; with all green foliage ceasing to grow. 

If the metal wings of aircraft; were replaced by pure cotton,  

The plane would acrobatically nosedive towards the ground; assassinating slim hopes of survival. 

If entwined bones of body; were replaced by plum juice,  

The body would inevitably collapse on the ground; diminishing all hopes of plausible autopsy. 

And if humans on the globe; were replaced by mechanized robots,  

A plethora of tasks would be executed to meticulous perfection,  

And the most versatile organism; would fatally succumb without learning the art of love. 

The End .