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By
Nikhil Parekh
Author Biography
Nikhil Parekh , ( born August 27 , 1977 ) , from Ahmedabad ,
India - is a Love Poet and 10 time National Record holder for his
Poetry with the Limca Book of Records India limcabookofrecords.in , which is India's Best Book of Records ,
also Ranked 2nd in the World officially to Guinness Book of
World Records . He is an author of - ' LONGEST BOOK written
by a mortal - COLLECTED POETRY ' , which has a Print Length
of 5254 pages on the Amazon Kindle .
The Poet's style of Poetry / literature is unique and has never
ever been written before or experimented on the mortal planet
by any mortal . Though his Poetry / literature is normal and
natural .
10 National Records held by Parekh with the Limca Book of
Records India are for
( 1 ) Being the First Indian Poet to be published / featured in
McGill English Dictionary of Rhyme which is the World's
Number 1 English Rhyming Dictionary - for his poem , Come
Lets Embrace our New Religion
( 2 ) Being the First Indian Poet to have won Poet of the Year
Award at the Canadian Federation of Poets which is Canada's
National Poetry Body endorsed by Governor General of Canada
A Profound Dedication
A ramification of the innumerable Omnipotent fragrances of life
that I've smelt by the grace of God-I'm grateful to him for
enlightening me about his chapters of invincible creation and
Prologue
The compilation of poems depicts the Omniscient Creator in his
infinite unconquerable shapes and forms. Goes to irrefutably
prove that there is just one Creator, you choose to call him by
whatever name-and for everyone one of us till the time we live.
This book is a perpetual dedication to Almighty Lord. It
quintessentially portrays the splendor of the Almighty Creator in
his infinite forms. Goes to victoriously prove at every step, that
no matter how hard the devil tries to annihilate the planet-an
inconspicuous tap of the Lord's finger makes him crumble to his
very last non-existent frigid roots.
CONTENTS
1. TILL THE TIME HE COMMANDED
2. BOTH THE HANDS OF MY CREATOR
3. THE GODDESS OF LOVE
4. FORGIVE ME
5. THE LORDS MOST FAVORITE CHILD.
6. JUST THE SAME AS THE PREVIOUS BEAT.
7.WERE ALL HUMANS.
8. WHY DID I LIVE?
9. GOD LOVES ALL
10. ONLY IF I WOULD
11. IMMORTALLY DEAD
12. THE BEST WAY TO TACKLE LIFE
13. LIFE IS AS OMNIPOTENT AS GOD
14. WHEN I REALIZED
15. HE WAS OUR CREATOR
16. THE PHOTO OF MY GOD
17. THERE WAS GOD TO PROTECT ME
18. YOU WERE MY CREATOR
19. 1 MILLION GODS
20. AN ABSOLUTE WINNER
21. SUN GOD
22. PLEASE DO CONSULT THE CREATOR
23. SEEKING SOLACE
24. PLEASE DON'T FORGET TO PRAY
25. THE BEST WAY TO PAY HIM BACK
26. ABSOLUTELY USELESS
27. FORGIVE ME O! LORD
28. HOW COULD YOU EVER EXPECT ?
29. AFTER EVERY DEVIL THERE IS GOD
30. HE WAS THE CREATOR
31. FULLY ENGROSSED
32. CUT
33. DO SOMETHING
34. NO STOPPAGES
35. TEARS MIGHT HAVE DRIED FROM MY EYES
36. FOREVER GOD
37. THE RHYTHM OF THE CREATOR DIVINE
38. THE FLAME OF TRUTH
39. HAPPENING EVERYWHERE
You'll find her in the enamoring mass of black hair; settling down
with stupendous grace on the angular shoulder,
You'll find her in the virgin oyster embedded at fathomless
depths of the ocean; untouched the slightest by the adulterated
ambience of land,
You'll find her in the grandiloquent inscriptions of the palace; the
resplendent fountains rising high in the air,
You'll find her in the cow dung cakes adhering to indigenous
village walls; shielding the dwelling from acrimonious rays of the
sun,
You'll find her in the philanthropic nurse at the hospital; who
altruistically serves all those in pain and bizarre affliction,
You'll find her in the spongy blades of grass; thoroughly
cushioning the skull from a direct and unscrupulous contact with
the stony ground,
You'll find her in the vibrant shades of root color; which the
artist uses to inundate his barren sheet of canvas,
You'll find her in rotund bar of brown chocolate; which
impregnates the tongue
with an irrefutably sweet taste,
You'll find her in melting white water streams; gushing
incessantly from the summit of the snow clad mountains at the
onset of steaming summer,
You'll find her in finely sliced stem of coriander; which imparts
substantial taste to the most lackluster of food,
You'll find her embossed in the sacrosanct scriptures of religious
books; all that literature written which circumvents immortal
peace,
You'll find her invincibly imprisoned in lips, which smile;
generating the essence of life in the nondescript atmosphere,
4. FORGIVE ME
Forgive me for inadvertently trampling over scores of tiny ants;
crawling
unnoticed on the cold floor,
Forgive me for spitting foamy saliva indiscreetly on the streets;
on formation
of excess liquid in the palette of my mouth,
Forgive me for banging my fists in tandem against the wall;
clenching my teeth
in raw indignation on being intimidated,
Forgive me for driving at lightening speeds through the solitary
streets; bouncing in the drivers seat while listening to pulsating
music,
which made you this very unfurling moment; the Lords most
favorite child.
meting its entire frustration upon blissful soil; till the last
granule of mud was frigidly pulverized,
There wasnt an eye born on this wonderfully ameliorating
Universe; which came without its share of impoverished tears; at
times inconsolably sobbing towards hysterical doom; even under
the most blazingly unfettered rays of brilliant sunlight,
There wasnt a chest born on this enigmatically Herculean
Universe; which came without its share of deplorable
fearfulness; at times inscrutably trembling towards the most
pathetically dwindling of corpse; at the tiniest whisker of sound,
There wasnt a stomach born on this pristinely uninhibited
Universe; which came without its share of intermittently
irascible gas; at times expurgating into the most pugnaciously
fetid bellows of air; even whilst resting amidst perennially
environmental bliss,
There wasnt a mind born on this bountifully fructifying
Universe; which came without its share of unexplainable
illiteracy; at times helplessly staring at the most sagaciously
pragmatic things; even though trained to unsurpassable
epitomes of meritoriously royal education,
There wasnt a mouth born on this gloriously untainted
Universe; which came without its share of ungainly abuse; at
times bursting into an uncontrolled volley
of thwarted malice; just the very next instant after uttering the
name of the Omnipotent Lord,
There wasnt a bone born on this pricelessly inimitable Universe;
which came without its share of dastardly weakness; at times
bizarrely crouching an infinite feet beneath its shell; although
the barbarous enemy was a million kilometers apart; and yet to
arrive,
There wasnt a skin born on this gregariously compassionate
Universe; which came without its share of penurious sweat; at
times culminating into an ocean of disdainfully salty water; when
tension rode high and unprecedented even on the tip of freezing
Everest,
again ; then snatch it away this very minute and without the
tiniest of skepticism; O! Almighty Lord,
If barbarically decimating both my arms and legs meant that;
nobody on this infinite planet would ever be born treacherously
maim once again; then decimate them
this very minute and without the most insipid of comprehension;
O! Almighty Lord,
If murderously extricating all my repertoire of charismatic
smiles meant that; nobody on this timeless planet would ever be
born morbidly impoverished once again; then extricate them this
very minute and without the most infinitesimal of deliberation;
O!
Almighty Lord,
If ominously pulverizing all my voluptuously exotic beauty meant
that; nobody on this fascinating planet would ever be born
lecherously ugly once again; then
it this very minute and without the most minuscule of
contemplation; O! Almighty Lord,
If satanically emptying my stomach even of its last morsel of
tantalizing food meant that; nobody on this everlasting planet
would ever be born devastatingly hungry once again; then empty
it this very minute and without the most frigid of speculation; O!
Almighty Lord,
If diabolically numbing the chords of melody in my throat meant
that; nobody on this gigantic planet would ever be born
ludicrously dumb once again; then numb them this very minute
and without the most evanescent of thought; O! Almighty Lord,
If invidiously tricking my senses into a dungeon of venomously
lethal scorpion meant that; nobody on this bountiful planet
would ever be born manipulatively cheated once again; then
trick them this very minute and without the most ethereal of
pondering; O! Almighty Lord,
If salaciously exploiting every iota of my ravishingly titillating
flesh meant that; nobody on this endless planet would ever be
born tyrannically mutilated once
again; then exploit it this very minute and without the most
diminutive of rumination; O! Almighty Lord,
If heinously stealing all my ability to magically discern the
cadence of piquant sound meant that; nobody on this enchanting
planet would ever be born horrendously deaf once again; then
steal it this very minute and without the most inconsequential of
cogitation; O! Almighty Lord,
If insidiously poisoning every element of my robustly scarlet
blood with debilitating disease meant that; nobody on this
mesmerizing planet would ever be born
brutally incapacitated once again; then poison it this very minute
and without the most inconspicuous of musing; O! Almighty
Lord,
If horrifically inflicting my flamboyantly glimmering eyeballs
with an unfathomable ocean of despairing tears meant that;
nobody on this blistering planet would ever be born pathetically
lamenting once again; then inflict them this very minute and
without the most minutest of pensiveness; O! Almighty Lord,
If cannibalistically snapping every iota of my spell binding
memory meant that; nobody on this marvelous planet would ever
be born insanely lunatic once again;
then snap it this very minute and without the most lackadaisical
of reflection; O! Almighty Lord,
If deplorably annihilating all job opportunities for me even
though I brilliantly dazzled meant that; nobody on this gorgeous
planet would ever be born
staggeringly unemployed once again; then annihilate them this
very minute and without the most capricious of thinking; O!
Almighty Lord,
If savagely destroying every trace of my resplendently twinkling
reflection meant that; nobody on this majestic planet would ever
be born disparagingly orphaned once again; then destroy it this
very minute and without the most remotest of afterthoughts; O!
Almighty Lord,
And the first time I saw the acrimonious world; with blood
sucking individuals marauding freely around; the corrupt society
depriving the destitute; I thought of ending life there itself,
Although the next instant when I realized that the creator had
blessed me with astronomical knowledge; the prudent ability to
distinguish between the good and evil; I decided to fight
audaciously; with my heart taking two beats at a time till I was
successful in changing the complexion of this earth.
I blissfully breathed & lived my full quota of life; till the purpose
I had taken birth for on his land; was fully satisfied.
For a faint idea about your destiny; the meaning of all those
infinite bifurcation's on your palm; consult the prudent and
mystical palmist,
For a faint idea about the ocean; the preposterously huge sharks
lurking around in gay abandon; consult the domineering and
bespectacled captain,
For a faint idea about the bus; the routes it travels on and stops;
consult the pot-bellied and uniformed conductor,
For a faint idea about the solvents bubbling in the laboratory;
the innumerable equations scribbled rampantly on the
blackboard; consult the ingenious scientist,
For a faint idea about the paintings; the mesmerizing shapes
sketched and evolved within the canvas; consult the gullible and
unshaven artist,
For a faint idea about poetry; the inexplicable meaning
embedded within the royal verse; consult the innovative and
indefatigably writing writer,
For a faint idea about shimmering jewels; the grandiloquent
chains of pearls scintillating wildly behind transparent glass;
consult the wiry bodied and lanky goldsmith,
For a faint idea about catching the panther; explicitly divulging
the name of the animal by merely viewing its remote footprints;
consult the savage and sprint footed African hunter,
For a faint idea about solving mind boggling puzzles of
arithmetic; cracking every riddle encapsulated within the school
textbooks; consult the stern and stringent voiced teacher,
For a faint idea about love; romancing in the aisles of
unsurpassable desire and emotion; consult your enchanting
beloved,
For a faint idea about interacting with the acrimonious society;
consult your mother; richly experienced in adeptly dealing with
the same,
But for a complete idea about life; its share of good and
gruesomely evil; its blissful rise and unpredictable pit-falls; the
spirit of survival and letting one simultaneously exist; the origin
of religion segregating entire mankind; the inevitable urge to
procreate and continue this Universe;
Dont ask me; for I cant even give you a faint idea; all I can say is
that for pacifying your present anxieties and whatever that may
futuristically arise, please do consult the Creator .
For let me tell you; that you might be considering yourself very
unique; self made persons having the supreme ability to
implement each of your liquid thoughts into action; but without
his blessings you were all simply broken strands of matchsticks
orphaned on the ground; and before the last flame on your body
dies a ghastly death;
C'mon get down on your heels; and fold your hands in front of
the Creator.
How could you ever expect piquant chili powder; to soothe your
raw wounds instead of engendering you to scream at the top of
your lungs; the instant you applied it?
How could you ever expect the slippery banana skin; to assist
you while walking instead of sending you hurtling head on
towards the mud sprawled ground?
How could you ever expect the diabolical dinosaur; to fondly
caress you instead of pulverizing you to inconspicuous grains of
saw dust?
And therefore how could you ever expect Man who was prone to
committing a plethora of errors; to emulate the omniscient
creator; instead of leading life timidly; having being bestowed
upon the status of being one out of his infinite disciples?
After every dark space in the colossal cosmos; there lies the
resplendently twinkling star,
After every little inconspicuous mosquito hovering in the air;
there lie infinite molecules of golden sawdust shimmering in the
sunshine,
After every hell exiting on this globe; there lies the mesmerizing
ocean of paradise,
After every incidence of miserable failure in life; there lies loads
of unsurpassable success,
After every lie spoken with blatant audacity; there lies the
perpetual truth,
After every horrendous dream throughout the course of the
night; there lies the serene morning,
After every parable of overwhelming hatred; there lies immortal
and unbiased love,
And after every diabolical demon confronted on this earth; there
lies the omniscient Creator.
And while both my heart and soul were busy in pursuing their
unending reservoir of dreams; throbbed fervently for the person
they adored and loved,
Infinite hearts of the creator were fully engrossed in imparting
me with vivacious beats; instilling the very element of existence
that propelled me to be the way I am; fomenting me to imagine
to stupendous limits; and stand unflinching to encounter any
individual on this planet with all the Herculean power; I
possessed today.
32. CUT
33. DO SOMETHING
Do something; that wholesomely metamorphoses the complexion
of the dreadfully dreary atmosphere; enlightening it with
fireballs of overwhelmingly insatiable euphoria,
Do something; that perennially culminates into a marvelously
bountiful fantasy; enthrallingly mesmerizing one and all alike;
with your wonderfully ravishing touch,
Do something; that alleviates tumultuously bereaved humanity
from dungeons of disparaging desperation; filtering a beam of
benign hope in their obliviously
shattered lives,
Do something; that thunderously fulminates into a mountain of
unassailable felicity; bestowing a wave of rhapsodically
unprecedented jubilation; upon all those savagely wandering and
in agonizing strife,
Do something; that perpetually grants blissful freedom to your
sacred motherland; annihilates even the most infinitesimal trace
of uncouth diabolism; for countless more births yet to unveil,
Do something; that celestially augurs well for the unleashing
future; evolving an intriguingly everpervading township of
friendship; and divine solidarity,
Do something; that innocuously pacifies the murderously
estranged soul; diffuses a wave of triumphant melody in every
ingredient of the ominously vindictive blood,
34. NO STOPPAGES
There were towering faces of unassailably domineering
mountains; to stop the unrelentingly untamed maelstrom of
wind,
There were unfathomably stringent bars of antiseptic carbolic;
to stop the intransigently uncouth flow of pertinent germs and
disease,
There were dazzling rays of the blazingly sweltering Sun; to stop
the ferociously torrential onslaught of tumultuously cyclonic
rain,
There were unsurpassable curtain spreads of seductively
tantalizing night; to stop the
Then for you to abuse veritable death; was the greatest insult to
the everlastingly proliferating Lord Almighty; infact the most
flagrantly truculent sin.
If you truly consider life to be an exhilarating odyssey to
limitless enchantment; basking in its benevolently timeless
splendor every time you had an impulse to magnificently
breathe,
Then for you to frown at veritable death; was the greatest insult
to the unshakable Lord Almighty; infact the most hedonistically
savage sin.
If you truly consider life to be a flower blossoming into profusely
magical happiness; miraculously healing the agonies of one and
all alike on this boundless planet; with the chivalrous elixir of
humanity,
Then for you to shirk from veritable death; was the greatest
insult to the impregnable Lord Almighty; infact the most
treacherously bellicose sin.
If you truly consider life to be a seductively embellished fairy;
tantalizing you towards an unassailable paradise of benign
heavenliness and the divine,
Then for you to spit at veritable death; was the greatest insult to
the Omnipotent Lord Almighty; infact the most venomously
maligned sin.
If you truly consider life to be the ultimate blessing; the most
fructifying symbolism of every entity trespassing on this
enchantingly triumphant earth,
Then for you to bludgeon death; was the greatest insult to the
Omnipresent Lord Almighty; infact the most baselessly
prejudiced sin.
If you truly consider life to be a patriotically blistering success;
the most uninhibitedly royal mission that every organism was
sent on the Universe to wholeheartedly achieve,
Then for you to massacre veritable death; was the greatest insult
to the perennial Lord Almighty; infact the most grotesquely
pugnacious sin.
For when God made earth and organism; he irretrievably swung
the pendulum of life and death in unrestrictedly egalitarian
For it was none other than the flame of eternal truth in each of
our souls; that the Lord had so congenitally gifted us with;
which if we started to wholeheartedly use; then the devil would
hide its tail and disappear from the entrenchment of this
vibrantly miraculous planet; forever and ever and ever.
Were you sleeping when countless trees were being coldbloodedly slaughtered; as the hell of relentless greed insidiously
transcended the paradise of symbiotically amiable bonding ?
Were you sleeping when countless pilgrims were being
torturously torched; as maliciously prejudiced perpetrators of
mankind uncontrollably assassinated in
the name of spurious religion; caste; creed and tribe ?
Were you sleeping when countless entities were wandering
aimlessly unemployed and illiterate; as the bane of dreadfully
ignominious condemnation disastrously spread its meaningless
roots worldwide ?
Were you sleeping when countless grasslands of exhilarating
peace; were being satanically squandered by truculently
dictatorial powerhouses of hedonistic bloodshed and vindictively
insane savagery?
Were you sleeping when countless consecrations of one God
were being salaciously pulverized to morosely inconspicuous
ash; as capriciously baseless fanatics erected a citadel of their
own God upon the same?
Were you sleeping when countless voices of mellifluously
ingratiating innocence; were tyrannically devoured in the
grotesque cacophony of remorsefully lambasting commercialism
and monotonous malice ?
Were you sleeping when countless woman were being tawdrily
traded; as ominously lethal beheaders of flesh weighed them in
pans of sinister gold; after deleteriously excoriating every bit of
their sacrosanct vermilion ?
Were you sleeping when countless immaculate sheep were being
sleazily annihilated in the penalizing abattoirs; as man callously
smacked his imbecile lips with replenishments of pricelessly
bountiful blood ?
Were you sleeping when countless urchins were being dastardly
sodomized; as powerhouses of atrocious weaponry; used
trajectory of this mesmerizing earth; how the hell can you blame
it on the mortuaries of crippling destiny for heinously puncturing
existence; how the hell can you blame todays modern times for
all that was pathetically dwindling ?
For the Omnipotent lord had given you and every other being of
your kind enough strength to conquer the most ferocious of
devil; incarcerate even the most unforgivably illicit of atrocity;
but you still had all the guts to blame him; instead of nimbly
admitting it that you were cowardly sleeping ?
43. I INCONSOLABLY DIED
Buried under an unfathomable forest of diabolically perpetuating
thorns; I still managed to rise up like a handsome prince;
unfettered by the livid bruises gorily fretting on every element of
my persona,
Buried under an unsurpassable mountain of truculently
asphyxiating dust; I still managed to rise up like a silken
butterfly; not bothered even an infinitesimal trifle about the
obnoxiously adulterated mud which had now become an integral
part of my intestine,
Buried under an unrelenting corpse of macabre ghosts; I still
managed to rise up like a resplendently blissful rainbow; blazing
like triumphant dynamite through the fathomless expanse of
crystalline blue sky,
Buried under a incomprehensibly preposterous dustbin of
ungainly shit; I still managed to rise up like a mystically vibrant
cloud; unperturbed by the disdainfully slandering slime
incorrigibly sticking to my nubile skin,
Buried under a graveyard of coldbloodedly invidious and
stinking bones; I still managed to rise up like a royally fragrant
rose; disseminating the scent of eternal righteousness to the
most fathomless quarter of this rhapsodically heavenly planet,
Buried under a pernicious jailhouse of venomously abhorrent
scorpions; I still managed to rise up like an ingratiatingly
44. PROGRAMMED
Programmed since birth by Lord Almighty to diffuse resplendent
It was God who came into my life; inundated its parched surface
with an ocean of sweet water; transformed it into a colossal
meadow of green grass to gleefully philander and celestially
sleep.
I was just a frigid bee in my empty hive; counting the seconds
left for life to finish completely; so that I could take birth as a
King again,
It was God who came into my life; not only deluging my dwelling
with a mountain of honey; but evoking me to swarm
rambunctiously with boundless of my time.
I was just a stone deaf and a perpetually dumb beggar; shivering
uncontrollably on the streets; without a single piece of garment
to engulf my body,
It was God who came into my life; not only seated me on the
magnificently embellished throne; but blessed me with the
prowess to disseminate all my wealth
prudently amongst veritably needy mankind.
I was just a broken thorn; shattered shoddily into infinite pieces
on the scalding ground; awaiting ruthless vehicles every
unleashing minute to trespass me; crush me forever into
obsolete wisps of oblivion,
It was God who came into my life; made a brilliantly sparkling
sword; ready to defend myself against the most
incomprehensible of evil gallivanting around.
I was just a gruesomely distorted nib; trembling as the most
infinitesimal draught of wind struck me in my belly,
It was God who came into my life; not only metamorphosed me
into a lanky feather tipped pen; but propelled me to emboss
fathomless pages of spell binding literature that became the
irrefutable spirit of times.
I was just a bedraggled cloud without the tiniest of emotion or
empathy; blown away uncouthly into wilderness with the
thunderously tumultuous storm,
It was God who came into my life; found me the love of my
dreams; coalesced me into immortal threads of impregnable
romance for times immemorial.
How would the crackling flames of fire ever realize that they
were unfathomably rejuvenating; unless and until they witnessed
avalanches of uncouth ice; freeze
the most robust of souls alive?
How would the indefatigably throbbing heart ever realize that it
was passionate; unless and until it witnessed lifeless skeletons
suspended insidiously from
the lackadaisically barren ceiling?
How would the lion ever realize that he was the indomitable king
of the jungle; unless and until he witnessed the rabbit hiding for
mercy behind the untamed wilderness of the bushes?
How would beauty ever realize that it was ravishingly
marvelous; unless and until it witnessed the most hideously
distorted form of living kind?
How would the insurmountably wealthy ever realize that he was
rich; unless and until they witnessed the beggar incessantly
begging on the impoverished streets?
How would the literate ever realize that they were commendably
knowledgeable; unless and until they witnessed the slave signing
his most cherished document of freedom; with his bohemian
thumb?
How would palpable breath ever realize that it was most
indispensable trace of existence; unless and until it witnessed
the coffin not able to budge even a
diminutive iota; incarcerated boundless feet beneath the surface
of black mud?
And how would life ever realize that it was the most Omnipotent
of all virtues in this fathomless Universe; unless and until it
witnessed the seal of inevitably gory death?
The End .