Clinging To My Beloved

When I clung to the body of the preposterously huge shark; it made sure within the next few seconds; that I would never be able to cling on any tangible or intangible surface; once again,

When I clung to the body of the satanically serrated crocodile; the beast relished this as the chance of its life; pulverizing me to nascent mincemeat; before he had time to wink his large eyes,

When I clung to the body of the pompously inflated gas balloon; the plastic snapped deliberately some thousand feet above the ground; leaving me literally counting my every breath; before I eventually disintegrated to minuscule pieces with the stones,

When I clung to the body of seductively silvery snake; the monster savagely hissed all tales of his private life into my intricate ears; before venomously sealing the tale of my impoverished existence,

When I clung to the body of the diabolical dinosaur; it gazed at me contemptuously like a grizzly haired lizard; the finally christened me a worthless mosquito; before stamping the last breath out of my shivering chest; with his gigantic feet,

When I clung to the body of the tumultuously enraged bull; it nastily stared at my uncontrollably trembling countenance for a few instants; before goring insidiously treacherous holes in each part of my skin,

When I clung to the body of the crazily dancing tarantula; it supremely enjoyed spinning a web all across every part of my body; before injecting its pernicious venom deep down my slavering throat,

When I clung to the body of the drearily exhausted traveler; he hurled me into the gory well without any second thoughts; commanding me to fetch him his inevitably golden pail of water; from amidst hostile fish; century old tortoise and slimy frog,

When I clung to the body of the fulminating volcano; the maelstrom tossed me like a piece of infinitesimally meaningless cake; before charring me to threadbare bits of miserly white ash,

When I clung to the body of the voluptuously tantalizing seductress; she extracted all the happiness she could from my clattering skeleton; before dumping me amidst invidiously wandering ghosts in the morbid graveyard,

When I clung to the body of the ludicrously guffawing clown; he first and foremost tossed me like elastic candy to appease his famished spectators; and then made me laugh out my entire breath out of my lungs; tickling me voraciously with his sleazy wand,

When I clung to the body of the ravishingly slippery creeper; I dozed harmoniously under the milky moon for a few minutes; before I eventually realized that devilish leeches hovering around; had consumed the last drop of my blood and flesh,

When I clung to the body of the spell binding magician; he ardently stared at me for marathon hours; before metamorphosing my rubicund demeanor into a burnt matchstick; which he then proudly flung into his cheering crowd,

When I clung to the body of the lethally black scorpion; it frantically wandered all over my skin; before finally deciding to vindictively stab me; right in the center of my eye,

When I clung to the body of the Herculean boxer; he suspended me at perilous inches from the ceiling; using the frigidly curled intestines of my stomach; as
his ultimate boxing bag,

When I clung to the body of the indiscriminately conquering devil; he made it irrefutably sure; that I resided in the island of penalizing hell; in every birth I got a chance to be born,

When I clung to the body of the incongruously unruly butcher; he held me upside down seizing my writhing feet; massacring the hair on my scalp; before masticating me to pungently delicious and high calorie meat,

When I clung to the body of the body of the betraying solider; he threw me as a titillating bait for his hedonistically marching enemy; then rested in celestial harmony; as they bombarded me to absolution with their; incomprehensible flurry of tanks and
grenades,

And finally when I clung to the body of my sacrosanct beloved; it was here that I was reborn once again; for countless more times than I had lost life previously; immortally bonding with the passionate heat of her heart; mind and soul; to blissfully change the complexion of commercially strangled human kind.
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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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