Immortal Soldiers - Part 2

Whether it be the tumultuous tornado mercilessly slashing our throats; or whether the rain came down so treacherously from the sky; that we couldn't even see
an infinitesimal step further,

Whether an unfathomable battalion of savage panthers tried to tear us apart in our way; or whether the ground felt salaciously slipping under our hopelessly galloping feet,

Whether ominous daggerheads of uncertainty plagued us as we advanced forward; or whether the sky seemed to be miserably blending forever with inconspicuous earth,

Whether an unsurpassable dungeon of diabolical scorpions parasitically blood from our patriotic veins; or whether the freezing mountains seemed so unassailable; that tears refrained to stop down our cheeks,

We will indefatigably continue to march forward for our country as its immortal soldiers; will intractably cease to rest until the last iota of our sacrosanct motherland; is blissfully relieved from the clutches of the tyrannical devil.

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Whether a gorge of acrid thorns viciously hit us in the soft spots of our eyes; or whether there wasn't even the tiniest droplet of water available to placate the murderously traumatized agony; in our throats,

Whether the Sun shone so swelteringly that each speck of energy sagged inevitably from our dreary bones; or whether the ghastly blackness of the night; disdainfully maimed us in every step that we alighted,

Whether the profound memories of our children made the blood chillingly freeze in our veins; or whether an avalanche of bombs from the other side; disintegrated
our caricature into an infinite pieces of worthless sawdust,

Whether diabolical earthquakes tried to heinously devour us in our stride; or whether the entrenchment of devilish hell was all that was ostensibly visible on every lane we chose,

We will unflinchingly continue to march forward for our country as its immortal soldiers; will irrefutably deny breath to relinquish our nostrils; until every space of our divinely motherland; is perennially bereft of the sweat of invidious traitors.


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Whether corpses of remorsefully devastating despair were the only things to greet us as we entered into the color of dawn; or whether perniciously heinous swords indiscriminately chopped of our chest; nose and feet,

Whether maelstroms of horrendously torturous captivity loomed large on every step that we trespassed; or whether the cries of disparaging extinction augmented in intensity as each instant unfurled into an entire minute,

Whether whirlpools of unbearable pain stabbed us beyond realms of holistic reprieve; or whether the weight of our own deteriorated visage's became so onerous; that it yearned to sink to beneath soil for an eternal rest,

Whether the insatiably Herculean tenacity of the opposing force made us tremble in sheer disbelief; or whether the lap of our divinely mother incessantly called us back to be invincibly cuddled,

We will unconquerably continue to march forward for our country as its immortal soldiers; will throw all sleep and rest away from our blazingly bloodshot eyes; until even the last fragment of our heavenly motherland; jubilantly rejoices in the essence of glorious victory.

3.

Whether all uncouth lechery on this planet was let loose upon our innocent bodies; or whether vengefully sinister sharks ardently waited ahead to pulverize us into abominable mincemeat,

Whether even the most mesmerizing of thoughts in our minds froze to just the singleton corpse of hopelessness; or whether lethally hideous venom was impregnated into our skins after removing all blood inside,

Whether brutally amputated parts of our bodies pathetically decayed in the aisles of asphyxiating boredom; or whether the anxious voices of our wives back home sapped every trace of energy from our resolute souls,

Whether powerhouses of lecherous greed gave us the status of martyrs after we altruistically shed our lives; or whether our vision became an insipidly obfuscated blur as the enemy camp tyrannically gouged us; for the remainder of our lives,

We will perpetually continue to march forward for our country as its immortal soldiers; will never let our lives see even the most remote beam of light; until
the breath from every quarter of our revered motherland; spawned from only the sons of its very own choice.
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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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