After She Left Me

When she was with me; incorrigibly adhering to every element of my disastrously shivering countenance; I had taken her immaculately divine ears for granted; feeling no formality to whisper in them; all the time,
However it was only after she left for the heavens; that I relentlessly spoke about her; insatiably longed all day and night; to make every element of her benevolent soul; forever as mine.

When she was with me; irrevocably clinging to my diminutively stumbling body; I had taken her robustly sparkling lips for granted; feeling no formality to kiss them; all the time,
However it was only after she extinguished for eternity like a timid shadow; that I tumultuously yearned to caress each pore of her marvelously scintillating persona; unrelentingly admire her charismatic grace; till times beyond infinite infinity.

When she was with me; intransigently following me like an irrefutable shadow; I had taken her heavenly palms for granted; feeling no formality in augmenting my grip on them; all the time,
However it was only after she melted in perpetual mind; body and spirit; from the trajectory of this boundless planet; that I inexorably felt like dancing with her tantalizing visage till countless more births descended by; witnessing her magnanimous grace in every object that flooded my hopelessly despairing vision.

When she was with me; compassionately embracing me in whatever situation I confronted; I had taken her compassionately innocuous breath for granted; feeling
no formality to relish the same; all the time,
However it was only after she had wholesomely coalesced with inconspicuous ash; that I incessantly lamented her philanthropically astounding presence; incessantly prayed to the Almighty Lord; to bestow her back in my devastatingly shattered life.

When she was with me; immutably staring into my eyes; whether they horrifically wept or blossomed into a festoon of profoundly transpiring enchantment; I had
taken her poignantly protruding nose for granted; feeling no formality to peck her
on the same; all the time,
However it was only after she had disappeared like a dying mirage; well beyond the horizons of non-existent oblivion; that I overwhelmingly missed her ecstatically exuberant stride; kept indefatigably pondering over and over again; upon the words that she had enamoringly spoken; when we had last met.

When she was with me; standing by my unfathomable repertoire of ideals; supporting me wholeheartedly in every pursuit of my famished life; I had taken her melodiously ravishing voice for granted; feeling no formality to listen to it; all the time,
However it was only after she had vanished completely above the crescendo of worthless nothingness; that I frantically searched for her tantalizingly inscrutable
trail even in the wilderness of the sinister night; oblivious to the dungeon of unsurpassable scorpions on my body; as she became the heart of my every
fantasy.

When she was with me; invincibly perched upon my staggering shoulders; boisterously accompanying me even as I transgressed across the most treacherous of
mountains; I had taken her ingratiating warmth for granted; feeling no formality to fondle her skin; all the time,
However it was only after she perpetually evaporated like a droplet of water from soil; that I perennially desired for her spell binding charisma; the insurmountable empathy for mankind; that lingered uninhibitedly in her sacrosanct eyes.

When she was with me; escalating like an untamed thunderbolt of sensuous desire; to passionately trigger off my every dreary dusk; I had taken her celestially magical shadow for granted; feeling no formality to blend with it; all the time,
However it was only after her corpse was covered with an impregnable layer of black mud; that I nostalgically reminisced all those pricelessly golden moments that we had rejoiced together; fanatically longing for her to smooch me on my shriveled; put me
to sleep for the remainder of the lecherously unsuspecting night.

And when she was with me; incomprehensibly love my dejectedly despondent persona; for all the goodness that it inevitably possessed; I had taken her immortally everlasting love for granted; feeling no formality of acknowledging it; all the time,
However it was only after she had abnegated her last iota of wonderful breath; that I died an infinite times every minute; even though handsomely alive; pledged to Almighty Lord; to grant me every birth hereafter; with her never-ending heartbeats; bonded perpetually with mine.
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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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