A Death More Treacherous

Till the time you told the mountain to invincibly defend; it felt as if the most pricelessly blessed entity on this fathomlessly enamoring planet,
But the instant you dictated it to metamorphose into a civilization of manipulatively estranged and decrepit politicians; it died a death more treacherous than what the most insidiously ghastliest of death; could ever perceive to be.

Till the time you told the sea to tantalizingly undulate; it felt as if the most euphorically fascinating entity on this bountifully exhilarating planet,
But the instant you dictated it to metamorphose into a boundlessly sweltering desert; it died a death more diabolical than what the most treacherously torturous of death; could ever perceive to be.

Till the time you told the star to resplendently twinkle; it felt as if the most blissfully
unconquerable entity on this timelessly endowing planet,
But the instant you dictated it to metamorphose into a whirlpool of relentlessly blistering heat; it died a death more morbid than what the most satanically
shriveled of death; could ever perceive to be.

Till the time you told the rose to eternally disseminate royal scent; it felt as if the most
poignantly mollified entity on this fathomlessly burgeoning planet,
But the instant you dictated it to metamorphose into a monotonously concrete jungle of bricks; it died a death more sordid than what the most parasitically cannibalistic of death; could ever perceive to be.

Till the time you told the dog to cacophonically bark; it felt as if the most miraculously mitigated entity on this unbelievably limitless planet,
But the instant you dictated it to metamorphose into a mellifluously voluptuous nightingale; it died a death more hedonistic than what the most demonically
truculent of death; could ever perceive to be.

Till the time you told the soldier to patriotically blaze; he felt as if the most divinely ameliorated entity on this wonderfully enigmatic planet,
But the instant you dictated him to metamorphose into cisterns of languidly squandering sleep; he died a death more savage than what the most perfidiously
rampaging of death; could ever perceive to be.

Till the time you told the mother to altruistically feed; she felt as if the most Omnipotently insuperable entity on this boundlessly exotic planet,
But the instant you dictated her to metamorphose into tawdrily lackadaisical damsel; she died a death more horrific than what the most devastatingly indiscriminate of death; could ever perceive to be.

Till the time you told the eye to panoramically sight; it felt as if the most sensuously placated entity on this regally entrancing planet,
But the instant you dictated it to metamorphose into venomously paralyzing blindness; it died a death more pathetic than what the most barbarously terrorizing of
death; could ever perceive to be.

Till the time you told the conscience to irrefutably diffuse the wave of ubiquitously undaunted truth; it felt as if the most triumphantly ebullient entity on this limitlessly eclectic planet,
But the instant you dictated it to metamorphose into a corpse of gorily crucifying and squalidly debilitating lies; it died a death more remorseful than what the most lecherously unworthy of death; could ever perceive to be.

Till the time you told the nostril to inhale uninhibited air; it felt as if the most blessedly emollient entity on this timelessly enchanting planet,
But the instant you dictated it to metamorphose into lifelessly amorphous skeleton; it died a death more deplorable than what the most pugnaciously rancid of
death; could ever perceive to be.

Till the time you told the dew-drop to fantastically mesmerize; it felt as if the most unsurpassably kingly entity on this unfathomably majestic planet,
But the instant you dictated it to metamorphose into uncouthly chauvinistic blood; it died a death more sadistic that what the most deliriously lambasting of death; could ever perceive to be.

And till the time you told the heart to immortally love and let live; it felt as if the most perpetually undefeatable entity on this beautifully redolent planet,
But the instant you dictated it to metamorphose into a mortuary of forlornly cursed betrayal; it died a death more insane than what the most raunchily threadbare of
death; could ever perceive to be.
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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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