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You die; I die – Love Poems – Part 11

 

  By

  Nikhil Parekh

  [ Note - Currently I seek a traditional publisher for the publication of my above mentioned Book , in the Print form . Published here ; is this Poetry Collection of mine in its entirety , alongwith the differently titled Poems contained in the Book . As of the present moment ; 47 of my Books are available for purchase in the eBook format from Amazon.com Kindle Store United States at - amazon.com/author/nikhilparekh . My syle of Poetry / literature is unique and has never ever been written before or experimented on the mortal planet by any mortal , though my Poetry / literature is normal and natural . GOD’S grace on me . i am nothing infront of GOD . i am nothing infront of GOD’S holy messengers . So any victorious publisher who may want to publish my Poetry in Paperback without Financial Expenditure to me , can directly communicate with me at the address , [email protected] or [email protected] ] . I am Nikhil Parekh , ( born 27 August , 1977 ) , poet and author from Ahmedabad , India . I am also a 10 - Time National Record holder for my Poetry with the Limca Book of Records India , limcabookofrecords.in - which is India’s Best Book of Records , Ranked 2nd in the World officially to Guinness Book of World Records . You can visit me at - nikhilparekh.org ; to browse my Poetry on GOD , Peace , Love , Anti Terrorism , Friendship , Life , Death , Environment, Wildlife , Mother , Father , Children , Parenthood , Humanity , Social Cause , Women empowerment , Poverty , Lovers , Brotherhood - at this website you can also browse my varied Books , my awards and my National records in Poetry .

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  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 .

  About The Poetry Book – This Book which has 40 differently titled Poems is actually Part 11 of the Book titled – You die; I die – Love Poems ( 1600 pages ) . Poems symbolizing the immortality of love and at times its fickleness. Parekh takes the reader through a paradise naturally embellished with the ingredients of eternal romance and its sporadic failures. As they say life and death are two sides of the coin, similarly with every true anecdote of love there also comes fretful divorce—a thing which has been most sensitively described throughout this great collection of poems for the heart. Written and dipped in each ingredient of his passionate blood, Parekh comes out with startling revelations about the truest of love stories and their failures. Each verse has been delicately intertwined with a boundless aspects of relationships, romance, cheating, betrayal and goes on to prove that Immortal Love towers over every shattered heart. A start to finish with some of the most heart-rendering love poems ever, this makes a great collection for ever true lover breathing and desiring to be loved on earth and beyond. This collection of poems aims at perpetually uniting every heart on this Universe in the spirit of Immortal love and friendship. Because these are the two quintessential ingredients to lead life till its last breath. Irrespective of whatever color, faith or religion, it is only the rainbow of love which can transform the ghastliest monsters and perpetrators of humanity into peaceful lovers. Therefore this book inexhaustibly endeavors to speak and preach the language of love even after its last embossed alphabet.

  CONTENTS

  1. WHISPERS

  2. IN THE NEXT BIRTH

  3. INVINCIBLE LOVE

  4. QUESTIONS

  5. FOR THE SAKE OF 

  6. WHEN I SAW HER 

  7. SHE WILL HAVE TO STAY ALIVE 

  8. THE FIRST ONE 

  9. UNITED EXISTENCE 

  10. FOR IMPARTING NEW LIFE 

  11. WITHOUT THESE THREE 

  12. AT HER DOORSTEP 

  13. BIND US TOGETHER

  14. NOW OR NEVER

  15. WHAT WAS THERE IN THAT BODY

  16. WHEN YOU BREATHED

  17. I DIDN’T NEED BREATH TO LIVE

  18. ON THE OTHER SIDE

  19. PLEASE FORGIVE ME

  20. UTTERLY HELPLESS

  21. HARD TO CRACK

  22. DRINKS

  23. I THINK I AM IN LOVE

  24. BOTH ME AND MY WIFE

  25. YOURS ONLY FOREVER  />
  26. MY LOVE FOR YOU

  27. OINTMENTS

  28. THE HEART STAYED YOUNG FOREVER

  29. YOUR VELVETY SHADOW

  30. LOOKING FORWARD TO

  31. SNATCH ME INSTEAD

  32. THE ONLY THING THAT MY HEART COULD BEAT FOR

  33. THE MOST TREASURED THING FOR MY HEART

  34. THE SIMPLEST WAY TO PLEASE ME

  35. WHEN TWO HEARTS BONDED TOGETHER

  36. THE FIRST THING THAT FLOODED MY MIND

  37. MAXIMUM PLEASURE

  38. AS LONG AS SHE WAS SITTING BESIDE ME

  39. ONLY YOU O ! BELOVED

  40. MY BROKEN HEART NEEDED

  Varied Poems

 

 

  1. WHISPERS 

  A plethora of dark veined leaves; whispered frantically to the silhouette of plum tree, To stand like a mountain in turbulent winds; not to succumb even when its roots were attacked by parasite. 

  Mammoth sculptured blue bodied whales; whispered fervently to the saline ocean, 

  To drench their silken skin entirely with salt; gratify their gluttony with scores of sumptuous fish. 

  Scorched sands of the colossal desert; whispered abusively to sapphire puffs of clouds,  

  To unrelentingly rain; transforming their impoverished soul into one with bountiful water. 

  The venomous form of rustic jungle spider; whispered incorrigibly to the threads in its intricate web,  

  To bear it's weight for times immemorial; entangling in a vise like grip; a battalion of succulent insect. 

  The obdurate stones strewn incoherently on the ground; whispered to passing pedestrians,  

  To trample they walked; pleading with the bystanders to kick them into remote corners of oblivion. 

  Dry sticks of trimmed lumber; whispered intermittently to steaming flames of fire, 

  To incinerate them thoroughly; transforming their composite proportion into frugal heaps of burnt chowder. 

  The newly born mammalian sibling; whispered pleadingly to its mother,  

  To feed it's famished lips; with perennial supply of salubrious milk.

  The sealed demeanor of stamped envelope; whispered nostalgically in the ears of the postman,  

  To deliver it without further delay; into the safe hands of the person it belonged. 

  A fleet of orphans in the sanatorium; whispered inevitably to God,  

  To reveal traces of their loved ones; unite them as one again; to bring back lost anecdotes of supreme felicity. 

  The articulately carved key; whispered sonorously to the lock,  

  To accommodate it with nonchalant ease; opening without apprehensions the moment it caressed its periphery. 

  My tangible heart at the end of the monotonous day; whispered to my soul,  

  To grant it reprieve from misdeeds inadvertently committed in the day; forgive it for all the evil it harnessed.

  And the omniscient aura of  God; whispered philanthropically to all his fellow beings inhabiting the earth,  

  To extend comforting arms towards those in distress and pain; profoundly master the art of perpetual love. 

   

   

   

   

 

  2. IN THE NEXT BIRTH

  If I acquired the  menacing  form of an alligator in the next birth,I would want you to cling tightly to my persona as my serrated green skin. 

  If I was born in the ominous form of the jungle tiger in the next birth,

  I would you to be incorporated in my body as my domineeringly authoritative growl. 

  If I was born as a densely foliated tree in the next birth,

  I would want you to be the perennial leaves that emanated from my silhouette. 

  If I was born as an opalescent fish in the next birth,

  I would want you to be saline water in which I could sustain life and swim. 

  If I was born as the twin horned sacrosanct cow in the next birth,

  I would inevitably desire you as the milk I would diffuse from my flaccid teats. 

  If I was born as a slithering reptile in the next birth,

  I would want you to be the lethal venom I possessed in my triangular fangs. 

  If I was born as an obnoxious donkey in the next birth,

  I would want you to be my hooves which swished indiscriminately at innocuous trespassers. 

  If I was born as perpetually blind in the next birth,

  I would indispensably want you to be my eyes to guide me towards dazzling light. 

  If I was born as being disdainfully maim; bereft of feet in the next birth,

  I would incorrigibly  want you to be my legs to ecstatically leap in times of jubilation. 

  If I was born as a rustic spider with a battalion of arms in the next birth,

  I would want you to be mesmerizing threads of the silken web which I

  inhabited night and day. 

  If I was born as an inconspicuous mosquito in the next birth,

  I would want you to be the sting existing in my bifurcated tentacles. 

  If I was born as a agglomerate of sinister clouds in the next birth,

  I would want you to be pelting sheets of rain tumbling down on the scorched ground. 

  If I was born as a traditional dancer in the next birth,

  I would desire you to be the jingling chains riveted to my anklets. 

  If I was born as a voluptuous chameleon in the next birth,

  I would want you to be the band of colors that I changed according to my habitat. 

  If I was born as a scintillating oyster in the next birth,

  I would want you as the jugglery of immaculate pearls impregnated in my belly. 

  If I was born as a solitary camel in the blistering heat of desert,

  I would inevitably desire you as barrels of pellucid water to placate my thirst. 

  If I was born as drummer performing at concerts in the next birth,

  I would want you as the drum which would be essential for the sound to propagate. 

  If I was born as the most opulent on the globe in the next birth,

  I would intractably want you as the notes of currency; which I possessed in exorbitant capacity. 

  If I was born as infinite blades of emerald grass in the next birth,

  I would want you to be the fertile land mass of soil to provide me tumultuous loads of nutrition. 

  If I was born as the frivolous monkey in the next birth,

  I would want you to be my claws; facilitating me to clasp tree branches in a vice like grip. 

  If I was born as an ambivalent filmmaker in the next birth,

  I would want you to be every film that I directed in my reigning tenure. 

  If I was born as a tantalizing rose in the next birth,

  I would want you to be my everlasting fragrance. 

  If I was born as a mundane ceiling fan in the next birth,

  I would want you to be my riveted blades; circulating exuberant draughts of air. 

  If I was born as a boisterous honey bee in the next birth,

  I would want you to be the sweet nectar I produced from my catacombed body. 

  If I was born as an inconspicuous nail hung to the wall; in my next birth,

  I would want you to be the peels of rust I acquired on my body. 

  If I was born as the fibrous fruit of apple in the next birth,

  I would want you to be the cluster of seeds impregnated in my belly. 

  If I was born as an indigenous woman in the next birth,

  I would overwhelmingly desire you as the contemporary man from the city. 

  And if by the stroke of chivalrous fortune; I was born as a man again in the next birth,

  I would want you to be the same girl; whom I loved immensely today; existing on this earth. 

   

   

   

   

   

   

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  3. INVINCIBLE LOVE