She Loved Her Baby More Than She Loved Her God

She hurled him high in the air; exuberantly catching him in her safe arms,
Suckled him passionately with her milk; harnessing his tiny form with her warmth,
Played with him incessantly; instructing him how to unwind the soft toy train,
Cleansed his mischievous face frequently of mud and blotted ink,
Held his fragile fingers firmly in hers; trying to inculcate in him the art of walking,
Tickled him voraciously on his belly; which prompted him to incoherently giggle; displaying fresh buds of his newly formed teeth,
Placed him in the bathtub filled with heaps of flocculent foam; thoroughly scrubbing his minuscule silhouette,
Gave him a honey soother to chew; in order to facilitate the metamorphosis of his teeth,
Rubbed his supple body with emollient olive oil; basking him in the full light of the Sun,
Applied black lining of mascara on his drooping eyelashes; to accentuate his huge crystal eyes,
Tied jingling chains to his feet; which produced a tinkling sound as he ran,
Taught him the indispensability of language; with a bulky book of articulate alphabets lying by her side,
Scrupulously changed his yellow diaper; as he had a habit of intermittently wetting,
Sprinkled tons of aromatic powder on his arms; attempting to make his somber complexion multiple shades fairer,
Placed him amidst an island of inflated balloon; which he inadvertently pinched; and was dumbfounded on hearing the thunderous noise produced thereafter,
Fed him with a pulverized curry of milk and fresh corn; at painstaking speeds; for him to digest the same with ease,
Cuddled his shock of curly hair entwining her fingers; combed it after giving him a revitalizing massage,
Took him out in the spongy grass to play; introducing him to a cluster of new children,
Wiped his tears with her tender lips; when he unrelentingly cried; pacified him by singing melodious rhymes,
Kept all doors locked; providing him a formidable enclosure to inhabit; saving his innocuous form; from hideous eyes of the evil,
She loved her baby more than she loved her God;
Gave him his last feed of sumptuous milk; before putting him of to a blissful slumber.
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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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