If You thought

If you thought that I'd perpetually love you; even after you brutally slandered me on my hindside with your murderous kitchen knife; just because I fervently showed my eagerness to assist you in the best way I could,

If you thought that I'd unassailably love you; even after you indefatigably rebuked me for irrefutably following the sparkling pathways of eternally unflinching truth,

If you thought that I'd bountifully love you; even after you indiscriminately plucked out every intricate vein of my body; to feed your cacophonically favorite puppy dog,

If you thought that I'd timelessly love you; even after you barbarously barked the most perniciously heinous abuse in my ears; for obeisantly lying at your feet all day like an innocuous prince,

If you thought that I'd unrelentingly love you; even after you cadaverously wished me all the bad luck that truculently lingered on this Universe; although I worshipped you like the ultimate angel of my dreams,

If you thought that I'd sensuously love you; even after you parasitically sucked the most infinitesimal droplet of my blood; like a venomously flagrant parasite,

If you thought that I'd miraculously love you; even after you treacherously whipped my savagely exonerated chest with lethally coldblooded snakes; just because I
had compassionately lit the candles of your morosely blackened room,

If you thought that I'd impregnably love you; even after you preposterously laid a mortuary of hedonistic thorns on every path that I tread; and then tantalizingly titillated the raunchy model of your lascivious dreams,

If you thought that I'd handsomely love you; even after you paid a satanically deaf ear to the most poignantly uncontrollable of my cries; deliberately unfurled a pack of diabolical wolves; right towards the impeccable whites of my eyes,

If you thought that I'd majestically love you; even after you indefatigably tortured me in devilish coffins of hell; just because I ardently polished the tip of your sanctimonious shoe; a trifle too much,

If you thought that I'd unflinchingly love you; even after you invidiously gave me pig's feces to eat; for robustly scintillating breakfast as well as to wade through the chapter of the drearily morbid night,

If you thought that I'd unsurpassably love you; even after you mercilessly cut each of my silken finger; simply in order to wholesomely liberate the irately petulant itch in your effusively dancing nerves,

If you thought that I'd insurmountably love you; even after you ruthlessly pulverized every bone of my righteous countenance under your uncouthly speeding Mercedes; just because you ghastily wanted to check the durability of your obnoxiously bohemian tyre,

If you thought that I'd inimitably love you; even after you charred every iridescent contour of my demeanor with sweltering acid; just because I insatiably endeavored my best to enlighten the frowns of franticness on your dwindling face,

If you thought that I'd profusely love you; even after you perfidiously chopped my tongue from my immaculate throat; sporadically using it to tickle the squalidly demonic soles of your disparagingly despicable feet,

If you thought that I'd uncontrollably love you; even after you perilously metamorphosed even the most infantile of my fantasy into nightmares of horrendous
nothingness; just because I unequivocally squandered every evil glance that wandered itself; towards your beautifully sacrosanct grace,

If you thought that I'd perpetually love you; even after you unsparingly decimated all efforts of my lifetime like pieces of frigid matchsticks right in front of my eyes; and then luridly enshrouded them with your scurrilous spit,

Then I am sorry that you're in for the most fathomlessly unthinkable shock of your life; for I would still love you more immortally than ever before; I would still love you more than this earth could have ever loved even the most vivacious form of life,

For when I gave my heart to you; neither did I see your religion; neither did I see your outlook towards life; as my love was; is and would for infinite more births always remain unconditional; would always remain tirelessly blind.
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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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