A Death More Incarcerating

It seemed nothing odd to me; if the walls of my stomach didn't crave for a single morsel of succulently bountiful food; even for an infinite indefatigably painstaking of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if the whites and blacks of my eye didn't crave for a single globule of compassionately celestial moisture; even for an infinite limitlessly acerbic of my lifetimes,
 
It seemed nothing odd to me; if my intricate veins didn't crave for a single pinch of poignantly crimson blood; even for an infinite boundlessly treacherous of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if the periphery of my lips didn't crave for a single innuendo of blissful smile; even for an infinite unsurpassably satanic of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if the hollows of my ears didn't crave for a single trace of euphoric sound; even for an infinite uncouthly divesting of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if the periphery of my bones didn't crave for a single horizon of strength; even for an infinite salaciously lambasting of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if the trajectory of my cheeks didn't crave for a single triumphant blush; even for an infinite ominously debilitating of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if the soles of my feet didn't crave for a single cushion of ebullient grass; even for an infinite indiscriminately crippling of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if the curvatures of my untamed nails didn't crave for a single uninhibitedly ardent itch; even for an infinite hedonistically massacring of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if the passageways of my throat didn't crave for a single ounce of water; even for an infinite tyrannically devastating of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if my armpits didn't crave for a single trickle of enchantingly golden sweat; even for an infinite unstoppably penalizing of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if my eyelashes didn't crave for a single feather of fantastically unbridled sensuousness; even for an infinite unceasingly slandering of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if my tongue didn't crave for a single jet of tantalizingly emphatic saliva; even for an infinite brutally asphyxiating of my lifetimes,
 
It seemed nothing odd to me; if my majestic manhood didn't crave for a single draught of spell binding fertility; even for an infinite parasitically obsolete of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if my strangulated nostrils didn't crave for a single breath of unlimitedly mesmerizing freshness; even for an infinite diabolically slaining of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if the jagged outlines of my teeth didn't crave for a single wholeheartedly reinvigorating bite; even for an infinite disparagingly oblivious of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if the apertures of my hindside didn't crave
for a single symbiotically ameliorating expurgation; even for an infinite traumatically castigated of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if my heart didn't crave for a single beat of unassailably fructifying love; even for an infinite tawdrily truculent of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if my conscience didn't crave for a single horizon of everlastingly blessed righteousness; even for an infinite violently unsparing of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if my soul didn't crave for a single beam of optimistically enlightened peace; even for an infinite dolorously pulverizing of my lifetimes,

But if the fathomless realms of my brain didn't crave for immortally bestowing poetry even for an infinitesimal single second; I perished to an end more ghastly than the most forlornly flagrant of hell; a death which was more sadistically incarcerating; than an infinite of an infinite more of my destined lifetimes.
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Nikhil Parekh

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 , 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 Different 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 e-book (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 - http://www.amazon.com/dp/B003Y8XLKQ . The Indian Poet has written thousands of varied 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 in their entirety . The Poet's Poetry has had the patronization of several versatile World Leaders including the Queen of England . Visit http://nikhilparekh.net ; the webpage . more…

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