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1 God – Poems on God , Creator – volume 3

  By

  Nikhil Parekh

 

  Copyright © by Nikhil Parekh

  All rights reserved. No Part of this book publications may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, Electronic, Mechanical, Photocopying, Recording, Print or otherwise, without prior permission of Copyright owner and Author, 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

  ( 3 ) Being the First Indian Poet to be published in a Commonwealth Newsletter for his poem on AIDS which is - Aids doesn't kill . Your Attitude kills .

  ( 4 ) Being the First Indian Poet to win an EPPIE award for best Poetry EBook

  ( 5 ) Writing the most number of letters to and receiving the most number of replies from World Leaders and World Organizations .

  ( 6 ) Being the First Indian Poet to be Goodwill Ambassador to the International Goodwill Treaty for World Peace - GoodwillTreaty.org .

  ( 7 ) Being the First Indian Poet whose Poems have been made into Films at Youtube.com - The World's largest video sharing website .

  ( 8 ) Being the 1st Indian Poet to be featured for his Poetry Book - Love versus Terrorism- Poems on Anti Terror, Peace , at Wattpad.com - The World's most popular ebook community and largest website for reading books on mobile phones .

  ( 9 ) Being the first Indian Poet whose video reciting a Poem on Nelson Mandela , has been placed at the official website of the Government of South Africa .

  (10) "Having authored LONGEST BOOK written by a mortal - COLLECTED POETRY - which is of Print Length 5254 pages and currently has approximately 1.15 million words , financially selling in the Amazon.com Kindle Store United States at - https://www.amazon.com/dp/B003Y8XLKQ".

  The Indian Poet has written thousands of poems on - GOD, Peace , Love , Anti Terrorism , Friendship , Life , Death , Environment, Wildlife , Mother , Father , Children , Parenthood , Humanity , Social Cause , Women empowerment , Poverty , Lovers , Brotherhood . His Books and Poems have had millions of viewers and downloads on the Internet .

  Parekh is an author of 47 varied Books which include - 1 God ( volume 1 to volume 4 ) , The Womb ( volume 1 to volume 2 ) , Love Versus Terrorism ( Part 1 to Part 2 ) , You die; I die - Love Poems ( Part 1 to Part 16 ) , Life = Death ( volume 1 to volume 10 ), The Power of Black ( volume 1 to volume 2 ) , If you cut a tree; you cut your own mother , Hide and Seek ( part 1 to part 8 ) , Longest Poem written by Nikhil Parekh - Only as Life . These Books comprise of nearly a 7000 pages of his Poetry .

  The Poet’s Poetry has had the patronization of several World Leaders including the Queen of England . Visit Nikhil Parekh at – nikhilparekh.org .

  This Book which has 50 differently titled Poems , is actually volume 3 of the Book titled – 1 God – Poems on God , Creator ( 522 pages ) .

  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 considering me worthy enough to describe his unparalleled splendor, in a few words and in the shape of this book. A salient tribute to his undefeated power.

  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.

  About the Book

  Poems depicting the 'Omnipotent' glory of the Creator in an infinite forms that the poet could ever conceive. Natural and uninhibited outpourings of the heart these poems transport the reader into a world of spirituality and

  magnificence of Godhead. Every poetic piece shows Parekh's unparalleled love for the Almighty and immortalizes the Omnipresent aura of the Lord in a boundless ways and shapes. This spiritually enriched compendium of poems is for all those who've timelessly admired the miraculous prowesses and powers of God at each stage of their lives. Those who've lived each instant of their lives worshipping his Omniscient grace irrespective of the most murderous hell descending around. The poetic imagery brilliantly transcends over every inhibition of caste, creed, color and religion and goes to perpetually prove that all living beings are one and blessed in his fathomless sacrosanct light of truth. The poems depict Parekh's oneness in mind, body and spirit with the Creator.

  CONTENTS

  1. I SPOKE ALLAH

  2. GOD KNOWS IT FOR SURE

  3. THE VERY FIRST TIME IN MY LIFE

  4. BUT REMEMBER O! MATE

  5. END & START 

  6. REACH OUT TO HUMANITY, GOD WILL REACH OUT TO

  YOU

  7. THE CERTIFICATE OF LIFE 

  8. GOD LOVES ALL THOSE HEART’S 

  9. COUNTLESS TIMES BETTER THAN THEE 

  10. LIVE LIFE HIGHER THAN THE CLOUDS

  11. LOVE IS THE MOST SACRED FORM OF GOD 

  12. EVEN BEFORE I COULD TAKE BIRTH

  13. MAKE ME ONE OF YOUR DISCIPLE

  14. WHEN I TOUCHED YOUR OMNIPRESENT FEET

  15. EVEN IF I HAD TO DIE EVERY MOMENT 

  16. HOW COULD YOU EVER CALL 

  17. A GIFT CALLED LIFE

  18. BURY ME ALIVE 

  19. PLEASE DON’T SHOW ME DEATH

  20. ONE OF MY FELLOW KIND

  21. MY TALK HAD NO END 

  22. EVEN AS THE NIGHT FALLS

  23. TO WIN THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE

  24. YOU RESEMBLED THE CREATOR DIVINE 

  25. UNASSAILABLY RIGHT

  26. VICTORY SHALL FOREVER BE

  27. THE CHILD OF THE LORD

  28. FALLING FOREVER IN LOVE 

  29. BUT REMEMBER

  30. FORGIVE ME 

  31. SOLELY ARDENT WINNERS.

  32. UNTIL YOU VERITABLY DIE !

  33. YOU ONLY TELL ME WHAT TO DO; O! ALMIGHTY LORD.

  34. NOBODY IS A SLAVE OF ANYBODY.

  35. JUST ONE WISH 

  36. DRESSED FOR LOVE 

  37. HEAVENLY POETRY

  38. THE BEATS OF IMMORTAL LOVE

  39. HOW THE HELL CAN YOU SAY ?

  40. HOW COULD YOU EVER DREAM

  41. A PERSON LIVES


  42. THE GREATEST LOVE

  43. FOOTSTEPS

  44. TODAY- THE MOST CURSED DAY

  45. GOD IMMORTALLY LOVES

  46. A PARASITE FROM A PARADISE

  47. WHO THE HELL WERE YOU ? 

  48. THE WHO IS AFRAID OF DEATH

  49. IF THERE WAS ANYBODY

  50. ONLY ONE DOOR

 

  1. I SPOKE ALLAH 

  I spoke a blatantly incorrigible “NO”; when the unconventional society manipulatively cajoled me to leave my poetry and do an obnoxiously mundane office

  job instead,

  I spoke a congenial “PLEASE”;  when I wanted to be wholesomely with my beloved; wanted to uninhibitedly admire her and infact she wanted to mélange with the

  glittering and star studded party,

  I spoke a pathetically morose “SORRY”; when I had committed a blunder at home; broken my neighbors glass pane; with the obdurate cricket ball I was tossing

  wildly in my hands,

  I spoke an audaciously domineering ‘EXCUSE ME”; when I was being irascibly poked in the cumbersomely long queue; and each time I as I felt my number had finally arrived at the ticket counter; somebody else barged in forcibly; disrupting all my fun,

  I spoke a compassionate “THANK YOU”; when the things I insatiably desired; were delivered at lightening speeds on my feathered doorstep,

  I spoke an inevitable “YES”; when the girl of my dreams; the divinely charisma of my perceptions; invited me to embark on a shopping spree of the contemporarily fabulous city,

  I spoke a supremely cordial “HELLO”; when I met a person for the first time in my life; didn’t know the slightest as regards his uncanny persona,

  I spoke an inadvertently embarrassing “IDIOT”; when the imbecile donkey standing in the middle of the street; intractably refused to budge an inch to the side; no matter how stringently I blew the horn of my monstrous automobile,

  I spoke an overwhelmingly agitated “STOP”; when the battalion of sordid mosquitoes hovering around my ear; unrelentingly buzzed a flurry of pertinently

  discordant tunes,

  I spoke an ebulliently exhilarated “RUN”; when my friend was just about to commence the race; the bellicose pistol shots punctured still carpets of

  air triggering its start,

  I spoke a superlatively commanding “SLEEP”; to the innocuously stubborn child; who kept playing with his toy; even well past after wee hours of the midnight,

  I spoke a mischievously flirtatious “HI”; at witnessing a voluptuous damsel on the solitary streets; that is after she winked at me with a tantalizingly playful nod of her head,

  I spoke a timidly submissive “PARDON ME”; when I couldn’t catch the indispensable words which the professor blurted; the very sentences which could

  surely arrive in the next day’s deplorable exam paper,

  I spoke a tumultuously volatile “I LOVE YOU”; when the only girl I loved; the queen of my hearts seemed to be drifting far away from me into a land of alien

  paradise,

  I spoke a thunderously loud “SHUT UP”; when a cheeky intruder kept interrupting my conversation; disturbed my astronomical bouts of concentration; when I was

  blissfully communicating with my Omniscient Creator,

  I spoke an infuriatingly abashing “RASCAL”; when the men I had stationed to guard my mother from perilously lurking evil; were found dreamily dozing in the peak

  of brilliant afternoon; with a basket of peeled banana skins loitered sloppily around their feet,

  I spoke a tearfully dolorous “BYE’’; when my beloved was going for a few days to her maternal home; and an ocean of agony oozed out poignantly from

  my heart and eye,

  I spoke a convivially eloquent “BON APPETITE”; when I sat with my friend fir nocturnal dinner; with an appetizing fleet of sumptuous delicacies lying right before me; sizzling ravishingly into my eyes,

  I said an inexorably euphoric “ENJOY”; when I saw the impetuously flamboyant youngster dancing rampantly on the dance floor; swishing his body in nimble harmony with the seductive moonlight,

  I said an unprecedentedly formal “NICE TO MEET YOU”; when my brief discourse with the Minister ended; and I had manipulatively extracted from his mouth the exact string of words I had actually dreamt of,

  And I spoke a mystically Omnipotent “ALLAH”; every morning as I jolted off from heavenly sleep; every night as I bid farewell to the world for a short time;

  and all those moments when I was confronted with inexplicable quandaries in life; when life seemed to be a gruesomely unfathomable turmoil.

  2. GOD KNOWS IT FOR SURE 

   

  You might have consumed the most overwhelmingly delectable food today; but who knows the very next day it might perhaps expurgate out entirely with unprecedented fervor from your impoverished body,

  You might have worn the most pricelessly impeccable of clothes today; but who knows the very next day they might perhaps become indescribably sordid; with

  particles of malicious dust and preposterously worthless grime floating in the atmosphere,

  You might have adorned the most tantalizingly profound mascara today; but who knows the very next day it might perhaps resemble amorphous nothingness;

  obnoxiously blended with remorsefully decrepit sweat from all sides,

  You might have sprinkled the most exquisitely designer and redolent perfume today; but who knows the very next day it might perhaps dissolve into vapid oblivion; being entirely massacred by the whirlpool of irascible smoke and adulteration in the malevolently prejudiced society, 

  You might have ardently inflated the most exuberantly robust balloons today; but who knows the very next day they might perhaps reduce to grotesquely ludicrous

  peas of their original selves; being iconoclastically subjugated by the whiplash of storm; wind and rain,

  You might have smoked the most aristocratically opulent cigars today; but who knows the very next day they might perhaps be nothing but tawdry specks

  of infinitesimally horrendous ash,

  You might have driven the most insurmountably luxurious cars today; but who knows very next day they might perhaps become an acrimoniously indiscernible

  wreckage; suffering the aftermath of gory accident on their polished fronts,

  You might have written on the most exotically white paper today; but who knows the very next day it might perhaps metamorphose into baseless guttural shit; brutally lambasted by heinously hedonistic dust; blowing from all sides,

  You might have philandered on the most pristinely embellished slopes of grass today; but who knows the very next day they might perhaps transit into slained battlefields of vindictive blood; with countless laying down their lives in their quest to save the

  planet,

  You might have slurped wine from the most royally sculptured glasses today; but who knows the very next day they might perhaps gruesomely disorient themselves into fretfully shattered bits of meaninglessness; egregiously dropping on the obdurate floors,

  You might intransigently scrubbed your body with the most efficaciously effusive antiseptic today; but who knows the very next day it might perhaps stink more

  insidiously than a pigstalk; innocuously tripping into the inadvertently open farm gutter,

  You might have relished the most contemporarily swanky watches on your wrist today; but who knows the very next day they might perhaps cease to function even an

  evanescent tick; as the bewitching battery conked and miserably stuttered without regrets,

  You might have brandished the most eternally scintillating swords today; but who knows the very next day they might perhaps develop flagrantly hapless innuendo’s of rust; as an appalling gloom of forlorn moisture unexpectedly set in,

  You might have slept on the most handsomely expensive sheets of silk today; but who knows the very next day they might perhaps become dreadfully tottered and

  ominou
s rags; with moths and rats salaciously devouring them from every construable end,

  You might have bathed under the most ravishingly effulgent waterfalls today; but who knows the very next day they might perhaps evaporate into wisps of

  disparagingly decaying nothingness; under the unendingly truculent tenacity of the ferocious Sun,

  You might have miraculously memorized every perceivable scripture of medieval past today; but who knows the very next day it might perhaps desert you like light deserting the night; as you suffered from inexplicably delirious aphasia of the highest degree,

  You might have irrefutably cleansed your conscience of all its cannibalistic guilt today; but who knows the very next day it might be perhaps irretrievably seduced once again; by bawdy vixens lasciviously exposing their flesh,