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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 .
CONTENTS
1. DESTINED TO BE DEAD. WHEN GOD WANTS.
2. LIFE IS AS OMNIPOTENT AS GOD
3. NEVER LIVE IN DEATH; NEVER DIE IN LIFE
4. LIFES THE WAY YOU SEE IT
5. NO SHORTCUT
6. WHOLESOMELY AND COMPLETELY DEAD.
7. THE DAY I DIDNT BREATHE
8. LIFE- A NON-NEGOTIABLE COMPROMISE
9. TRUTH IS ALWAYS NAKED
10. INFALLIBLY MARRIED. YET YOU SAY THAT IM A BACHELOR!
11. THERES AN ANIMAL IN EACH ONE OF US.
12. THE BEST OF THE BEST OF THE INFINITE BEST
13. WHEN SLEEP INEVITABLY COMES.
14. TRUTH PART 2
15. I MIGHT BE JOBLESS
16. TO KILL
17. DONT
18. PERFECTLY O.K.
19. IN-BORN STRENGTHS
20. TRUE SATISFACTION
21. WHAT IS A POEM ?
22. I PREFFERED TO DIE INFINITE DEATHS
40. FIRST
41. THE TRUEST KING
42. TIME
43. HOW THE HELL CAN YOU EVER DARE ?
44. THE ULTIMATE LOVE
45. MUSIC: THE FOOD FOR LIFE
46. THE WORLD OUTSIDE
47. CAREERS IN LOVE
48. COMPLETE
49. ON MY OWN FEET
50. JUST A BIG ZERO
5. NO SHORTCUT
The shortcut to reach the towering summit of the building; was
to use the gold embossed escalator,
The shortcut to pass the treacherous waves of the tumultuously
stormy sea; was an electric paced motorboat,
The shortcut to reach the astronomical peak of the colossal
mountain; was a swanky airplane which flew faster than the
speed of light,
The shortcut to topmost fruit suspended from the branch of the
gigantic tree; was a ladder with coherently aligned metal rungs,
The shortcut to painstakingly masticating gargantuan morsels of
food; was to consume equivalent amounts of tiny vitamin
capsules,
The shortcut to walking long distances on bare foot; was the
bombastically haughty and silken complexioned and scarlet
sports car,
The shortcut to assiduously taxing the dainty fingers to pen
down fathomless lines of literature; was the feather tipped and
stupendously contemporary computer,
The shortcut to bathing in cold water at the crack of every dawn;
was to inundate your armpits with exotic scent; fool people as if
you had washed your gruesomely sordid persona umpteenth
number of times in the day,
The shortcut to browsing onerously through the overwhelmingly
bulky book; was to simply read its last page and drift off to
blissful sleep,
vein,
Neither could it ever merrily whistle; even as the most
profoundly euphoric winds of the atmosphere; made a poignantly
enthralling beeline for every bit of open space in its nostrils,
Neither could it ever sensitively hear; even as the most
ecstatically thunderous sounds of mother nature; unleashed
themselves on every barren quarter of this Universe; in the form
of unrelentingly seductive rain,
Neither could it ever celestially eat; even as the most
bounteously panoramic fruits of nature divine; vividly danced till
times beyond infinity; right infront of its eyes,
Neither could it ever effusively empathize; even as the most
wretchedly bizarre sufferings on innocuously untainted
humanity; lambasted at whisker lengths from
its placid contours,
Neither could it ever joyously blush; even as it was ubiquitously
serenaded; by every man and woman alive on the trajectory of
this fathomlessly spell-binding planet,
Neither could it ever perspicaciously prognosticate; even as the
most impregnably divine rays of resplendent clairvoyance;
victoriously blazed through the royal whites of its eyes,
Neither could it ever jubilantly speak; even as the most
mystically pin-drop silence in the fabric of the entire earth
around; fervently and solely waited for nothing else; but being
timelessly consecrated by only his voice,
Neither could it ever symbiotically embrace; even as every
religion; fraternity; color; and tribe on this gigantic earth; came
invincibly close to it after forgetting all differences of caste;
creed; and perennially bonding into the religion of priceless
humanity,
Neither could it ever ardently desire; even as the most
insuperably wondrous dewdrops of effulgent excitement;
sparkled till times beyond infinity; all over its silent and humbly
obeisant bodily contours,
Neither could it ever righteously earn; even as the entire wealth
on this boundlessly enigmatic planet; was there for him to
command; only if he executed the quintessentially simple words
of immortal love,
Neither could it ever potently proliferate; even as the most
rapturously enamoring ladies of mankind; were seen tirelessly
squabbling with each other; to ascertain their right to
interminably mate with him first,
Neither could it ever perseveringly sweat; even as the most
Omnipotently blazing beams of the Sun; traced an infinite circles
of true manhood; on its unnervingly
exposed armpits,
Neither could it ever synergistically defecate; even as the most
obnoxiously decayed elements of food and water; unstoppably
swelled and reigned supreme; in its
unmoving intestines and stomach,
Neither could it ever passionately breathe; even as the entire
Universe of exuberantly undefeated air; lay readily virgin for it;
to majestically and timelessly devour with its pair of harmonious
nostrils,
Neither could it ever perpetually love; even as every beat of
peerlessly unflinching companionship on this endlessly
fructifying earth; expressed its very last wish as entering into
the caverns of its fearless chest,
And how on earth could it ever do all this; as the body which
once upon a time was the most unassailably virile form on planet
earth; had now been consumed by
the coffins of remorsefully unending extinction; had now
succumbed to inevitably unbearable fate; was as a matter of
fact; now; and an infinite more moments from
now on; declared by the Omnipresent Creator; as wholesomely
and completely dead.
righteous tomorrows.
O! yes its upto you to believe it or not; implement the same in
your lives,
But I for one live for truth all night and day; will salute it above
the most influential of living kind; even centuries after I die.
16. TO KILL
Rays of glorious optimism; to kill the treacherously ghastly
darkness of the sullen night,
Avalanches of tantalizing mysticism; to kill dreadful chapters of
fetidly rotting monotony,
Dewdrops of philanthropic benevolence; to kill the bloody war of
indiscriminate hatred,
Pearls of perpetual wisdom; to kill the famished tyranny of
hopelessly debilitating illiteracy,
Cloudbursts of rhapsodic fantasy; to kill the painstaking agony of
mutilating boredom,
Fountains of mesmerizing scent; to kill the disdainfully traumatic
odor of manipulative prejudice,
Tornados of Herculean strength; to kill devastating laziness;
slithering baselessly on chocolate brown wisps of mundane soil,
Fabulously sweet cocoons of honey; to kill ruthless animosity;
parasitically sucking
all tribes,
17. DONT
Dont enchantingly smile; and then speak of hopelessly diabolical
destruction,
Dont vivaciously dance; and then think of life beneath the
morbid coffins,
Dont wholeheartedly embrace; and then insidiously plot against
the lives of orphaned children,
Dont tantalizingly dream; and then talk of being lambasted by
commercial whips of manipulative reality,
Dont gallop like an untamed tornado; and then perceive of
spending life in eccentrically reclusive seclusion,
Dont sow the seeds of blossoming fertility; and then step into
the tunnel of perennially stinking darkness,
I could relinquish all my smiles this very moment; weep till times
immemorial; even though the Sun outside glowed brighter than
when it was born,
I could relinquish all my blood this very moment; mercilessly
extricate the indispensably life yielding fluid horrendously from
its very roots,
I could relinquish all my teeth this very moment; uncouthly
abrading them against obdurate biscuits of acrimoniously thorny
steel,
I could relinquish all my taste this very moment; surviving
wholesomely on stale left overs of insurmountably decaying
bread blended with the bland desert sands,
I could relinquish all my memory this very moment; frantically
groping my way like a new born child amidst the myriad of
boisterously whipping traffic,
I could relinquish all my daintily gifted features this very
moment; brutally ripping apart each part of my robustly
voluptuous skin,
I could relinquish all my astronomically earned wealth this very
moment; licking the mud in insatiable hunger as the stomach
cried beyond the realms of no control,
I could relinquish all my nerves this very moment; slithering in
tumultuously painstaking agony as the vultures descended to
confiscate my skeleton,
I could relinquish all my ambitions this very moment; loiter
aimlessly with the sword of desperation penetrating me deeper
and deeper by the unveiling minute,
I could relinquish all my prudently sagacious ability to think this
very moment; incurring a billion bomb blasts incessantly in the
corridors of my tenderly
palpable brain,
I could relinquish all my melodious voice this very moment;
persevering to eternity to blurt even a single alphabet; although
28. MONEY
You could metamorphose into an impeccable saint; and then
incessantly castigate it; for its salaciously treacherous and
hideously ungainly intent,
You could step into the shoes of an immaculate angel; and then
indefatigably rebuke it; for corrupting the fabric of the
celestially blissful atmosphere,
You could transform into a bountifully blessing cloud; and then
irascibly condemn it; for its baseless proportions of abhorrently
stinking malice,
You could wholesomely blend with harmonious goodness; and
then unrelentingly pulverize it; for its heinously malicious waves
of insidious remorsefulness,
You could uplift your soul to the bountifully everlasting heavens;
and then relentlessly ostracize it; for its lecherously vindictive
swirl; that perfidiously infiltrated the fabric of innocuous
humanity,
You could catapult to the summit of patriotically blazing
freedom; and then unrelentingly abuse it; for its spell of
disdainfully abominable commercialism and
horrifically ghastly captivity,
You could blissfully traverse on a blanket of unequivocally
scintillating pearls; and then unstoppably slander it; for being a
pertinently perilous insect; satanically sucking blood from all
living beings,
You could embellish yourself with flames of stupendously
unassailable honesty; and then timelessly decimate it; for its
waves of discordantly unwarranted prejudice,
35. FAILURE
Dont ever let it obnoxiously deter you; irrefutably transcend its
cowardliness; with the voice of eternally glorious truth; instead,
Dont ever let it pathetically maim you; insuperably conquer its
idiosyncrasies; with unflinchingly intrepid determination;
instead,
Dont ever let it treacherously pulverize you; blow its infidelity
away like an inconspicuously frigid matchstick; with the power
of Omnipotent
benevolence; instead,
workshop,
An idle tongue; is the obnoxiously inane and iconoclastically
ignominious abuses; favorite workshop,
An idle bone; is the brutally perfidious and uxoriously libidinous
misanthropes; favorite workshop,
An idle wound; is the nonchalantly pernicious and bawdily
infinitesimal worms; favorite workshop,
An idle tooth; is the threadbarely demonic and distraughtly
dilapidated cavities;
favorite workshop,
An idle flesh; is the impotently lackadaisical and menacingly
incarcerating infertilitys; favorite workshop,
An idle spine; is the devilishly ostracizing and venomously
debilitating boredoms; favorite workshop,
An idle stomach; is the satanically strangulating and atrociously
suppressing constipations; favorite workshop,
An idle shadow; is the insanely blood-curling and whimsically
sporadic tortures; favorite workshop,
An idle conscience; is the barbarously egregious and gorily
excoriating lies; favorite workshop,
An idle nostril; is the precariously pulverizing and perpetually
silencing deaths; favorite workshop,
An idle heart; is the frigidly sabbatical and ominously shriveling
traitors; favorite workshop,
And an idle mind; is the rapaciously maniacal and devastatingly
massacring devils; favorite workshop.
40. FIRST
Even the most insuperably Omnipotent of Sun had to
intransigently burn itself first; before imparting boundless
galleries of optimistically mitigating and enchanting daylight,
Even the most unbelievably voluptuous waves had to clash
against the cold-blooded rocks first; before diffusing into an
exhilarating odyssey of timelessly poignant froth,
Even the most iridescently emollient stars had to float in
obscurely disdainful clouds and blackness first; before
entrancing the entire Universe with an endless stream of spell
bindingly cavorting twinkle,
Even the most indomitably towering mountains had to face the
indiscriminate whiplash of gratuitously inexorable storm; rain
and traitors first; before compassionately sequestering countless
helpless in their invincible belly,
Even the most harmoniously synergistic of bees had to get
unsparingly mobbed in their hives first; before exuding into the
most bountifully fructifying of majestically golden honey,
Even the most prolifically talented writers had to cry a billion
tears of eccentric frustration first; before evolving a whole new
civilization of astoundingly blessed freshness; through each of
their effusively ebullient words,
Even the most mystically serene forests had to bear the brutally
agonizing roar of the untamed lion first; before wonderfully
metamorphosing into a paradise of celestially impregnable sleep,
Even the most impeccably sacrosanct milk had to obnoxiously
molest and pulverize itself first; before transforming into
cisterns of unsurpassably heavenly and incredulously frolicking
curd,
a prince at all,
He who might be wandering without a cloth on his
uncontrollably shivering body; but yet kissing the sacrosanct soil
which had pricelessly evolved him; epitomizes unshakably royal
kinghood; is indeed the truest king.
Just endlessly partying in under waterfalls of the most opulent of
wine; cavorting with the most emolliently tantalizing fairies on
this earth; doesnt make you even one shadow of a prince at all,
He who might be without a mercurial morsel of food in his
stomach; but yet altruistically offering every droplet of his blood
to mitigate hedonistically tyrannized humanity; epitomizes
unassailably peerless kinghood; is indeed the truest king.
Just uncontrollably massacring everything that came into your
hands; at your own whimsically eccentric will; doesnt make you
one impression of a prince at all,
He who might be profusely drenched in nothing but ordinarily
colorless sweat all day and night; but yet holistically frolicking
with and indefatigably admiring the panoramic treasures of
Nature divine; epitomizes impregnably unflinching kinghood; is
indeed the truest king.
Just fostering a cornucopia of the most sagaciously rarest
literature in the world; unceasingly smoking the highest quality
cigar in your library while countless slaved for you outside;
doesnt make you one grain of a prince at all,
He who might be sporadically hurled in by the unsparingly
violent sea tides; but yet harnessing each alphabet of his writing
with the fragrance of unconquerably blissful truth; epitomizes
triumphantly eternal kinghood; is indeed the truest king.
Just making the entire planet dance at the tips of your
snobbishly sullen fingers; using disastrously nuclear and atomic
power to its vindictive best; doesnt make you one breath of a
prince at all,
He who might be inevitably nearing his dreaded corpse; but yet
fervently working towards uniting the acrimoniously estranged
planet into the religion of unbreakable humanity; epitomizes
celestially effulgent kinghood; is indeed the truest king.
42. TIME
The more you tried to stringently control it; the more it
rampantly slipped away from your invincible grasp,
The more you tried to irrevocably stop it; the more it
uncontrollably sped past the corridors of unceasingly
unfathomable infinite infinity,
The more you tried to chauvinistically govern it; the more it
inevitably took an insuperable grip upon even the most
inconspicuous element of your destiny,
The more you tried to irretrievably compress it; the more it
rebounded back towards the aisles of boundless eternity; forever
and ever and ever,
The more you tried to truculently asphyxiate it; the more it
uninhibitedly gallivanted like a majestic lion; for whom sky was
the only veritable limit,
The more you tried to transcend beyond it; the more it left you a
billion kilometers lagging behind; the instant you dared alight
your nimble foot,
The more you tried to invidiously poison it; the more it sprouted
afresh in a countless rejuvenatingly new forms; from a countless
directions which you could never ever perceive,
The more you tried to chauvinistically incarcerate it; the more it
unequivocally flew in the skies of unparalleled freedom; for
centuries and moments immemorial,
The more you tried to torturously tie it; the more euphorically it
leapt towards the paradise of Omnipotently silken freedom;
magnificently attuning all humanity to the pragmatic essence of
blissful existence,
O! Yes and try as hard as you could; you simply wouldnt be able
control it; you simply wouldnt able to stop it till the time you
breathe and even after; for thats how it has forever been; thats
how it is and by the grace of God shall forever be; O! Yes
believe it or not; but that for you is royally unconquerable time.
Can you ever dare to call the crops spawning miraculously from
mother soil; as diabolically unemployed; even in the most
corruptly sodomized of your dreams ?
Can you ever dare to call the heaven of immortally insuperable
love; as parsimoniously unemployed; even in the most
unscrupulously wastrel of your dreams ?
Therefore how the hell can you ever dare to call a poet whose
every ingredient of crimson blood is composed of nothing else
but all of the above, and an infinite more astoundingly
benevolent sensitivity; as threadbarely unemployed; even in the
most hatefully stagnating of your dreams ?
44. THE ULTIMATE LOVE
My eyes were a wholeheartedly open book; anyone on this
gargantuan planet could read them; could explicitly decipher the
emotions in their impeccable whites,
But the ultimate impression on their moistened periphery; was
the immortal image of your Omnipotently blessed life.
My lips were a wholeheartedly open book; anyone on this
fathomless planet could read them; could fecklessly frolic and
insurmountably tantalize them,
But the ultimate kiss on their rubicund contours; was the
unconquerably truthful imprint of your altruistically peerless
life.
My palms were a wholeheartedly open book; anyone on this
gigantic planet could read them; could joyously trace the
sensuous folds of succulent skin curled delectably within,
But the ultimate destiny on their humble trajectory; was every
perennially fructifying moment of your philanthropically
symbiotic life.
My shoulders were a wholeheartedly open book; anyone on this
limitless planet could read them; could uninhibitedly perch upon
them to give holistic reprieve to their pathetically exhausted
legs,
48. COMPLETE
Even if infinite eyes of mine made a single blind person see; I
would consider my life to be endowed,
Even if infinite ears of mine made a single deaf person hear; I
would consider my life blissfully divine,
Even if infinite legs of mine made a single maimed person run; I
would consider my life higher than the sacrosanct skies,
Even if infinite smiles of mine made a single orphan oblivious to
the definition of pain; I would consider my life richer than all
wealth assimilated on this planet,
Even if infinite voices of mine made a single dumb person speak;
I would consider my life to be as celestial as the dancing fairies,
Even if infinite muscles of mine made a single deprived person
strong; I would consider my life in perfect synchronization with
the divine master who had created it,
Even if infinite teeth of mine made a single old person
scrupulously chew his meals; I would consider my life achieving
the ultimate it had been created for,
The End .