Taking The plunge



When I took a plunge into the treacherously perilous valley; all that was left of me; was countless pieces of raw chowder; disintegrated incoherently amidst the conglomerate of ominous rock,

When I took a plunge into the web of unprecedented lies; all that was left of me; was flaming embers of inconspicuous ash; pathetically melting in the trauma of
insatiable malice,

When I took a plunge into the violently circulating ceiling fan; all that was left of me; was boundless bits of profuse blood and diminutive bone; as the wings mercilessly beheaded me from each of my precious senses,

When I took a plunge into the dungeon of hideous scorpions; all that was left of me; was a mockingly ghastly bodied caricature; as the beats infiltrated their insidious fangs; well beneath the domains of my immaculate flesh,

When I took a plunge into the battlefield of indiscriminate bloodshed; all that was left of me; was a horrendously ruptured eye; frantically groping for illumination; even in the most flamboyantly sweltering Sunlight,

When I took a plunge into the fathomless avalanches of satanic ice; all that was left of me; was a skeleton of indefatigably clattering bones; rejected by even the most famished of crocodile,

When I took a plunge into the lactating lionesses den; all that was left of me; was infinitesimal bits of hair strewn incongruously on cold ground; as the monster penalized me to the most unsurpassable decree; for trying to steal her impeccable cubs,

When I took a plunge into the graves of my revered ones; all that was left of me; was an unrelenting cloudburst of tears; as I sadly remembered my near and dear; eccentrically transiting into sheer nostalgia; even as the clock astoundingly sped,

When I took a plunge into the sea of lethally glaring sharks; all that was left of me; was stray pieces of brutally decimated cloth; which the beasts apparently didn't like,

When I took a plunge into the land of manipulative commercialism; all that was left of me; was a stone ghastily immune to all ecstasy and pain; even as globules of tantalizing rain pelted ferociously outside,

When I took a plunge into the corridors of abhorrent betrayal; all that was left of me; was a poisonous arrow ludicrously flying in all directions; eventually burying itself infinite kilometers beneath dead soil; miserably failing to hits its target outside,

When I took a plunge into the abominably thorny cactus; all that was left of me; was a scarecrow with an insurmountable flurry of scratches; wildly groping for water; as sound irrevocably ceased to escape out of my imprisoned mouth,

When I took a plunge into the horrifically despondent gutter; all that was left of me; was a sardonically titillating entity; becoming an unsurpassably bountiful delight for savage pigs,

When I took a plunge into a pond of heinously discriminating grease; all that was left of me; was a fountain of inexplicable nervousness; disastrously stumbling to kiss mud; each time I tried to elope and alight,

When I took a plunge into the precarious electricity switchboard; all that was left of me; was barbarically  electrocuted embers of worthless shit; simply unable to coalesce into a bonded entity for never ending times,

When I took a plunge into monotonous clockwork machinery; all that was left of me; was an insipid leaf of disdainful pragmatism; drifting sadly away from enchanting fantasy and wonderfully exotic life,

When I took a plunge into nonchalantly lackluster asphalt; all that was left of me; was an incorrigibly condensed stone; lackadaisically rotting every second towards the corpses of hell; as the globe smiled and sang outside,

When I took a plunge into the platform of incomprehensibly murderous knives; all that was left of me; was an unfathomably bleeding soul; lingering with supreme lunatism between fabulous heaven; and depraving hell,

And when I took a plunge into the immortal beats of your benevolent heart; all that was left of me; was countless of my kind reborn again; impregnably fortifying their pledge as each morning unveiled; to embrace the entire planet; in invincible threads of love and mankind
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Submitted by nikhilparekh on October 13, 2019

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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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