The Chapter Of Existence

Just when I felt my eyes were closing; my lids incorrigibly wanting to
shut down,
I saw the tiny buds of rose blossoming outside; the unsurpassable
grandeur of its petals engulfing the atmosphere in entirety.

Just when I felt my legs were going limp in exhaustion; the
indefatigable stress of the day inevitably pinning me down,
I saw the pouch bellied kangaroo leap across with gigantic strides;
traverse the marshy fields overlooking my window with uninhibited and gay

Just when I felt my tongue relinquishing taste; infinite buds on its
surface had died a gruesome death,
I saw the cow philandering in the leafy meadows; munching robust chunks
of grass with great relish.

Just when I felt my mouth aching; the chords in my throat abysmally
parched and dry,
I saw the orchestra singing loquaciously; madmen screeching at the top
of their lungs; attempting to bring the roof on earth.

Just when I felt my hands go pale; every iota of strength sapped
wholesomely from the conglomerate of my bones,
I saw uncouth barbarians bludgeoning their way through the forest;
annihilating gargantuan tree stalks; exerting monstrous power with
their palms.

Just when I felt the skin encompassing my neck sagging profoundly;
disdainful wrinkles inhabiting virtually every part of my demeanor,
I saw a cluster of young maidens with sparkling skin; boisterously
bouncing on the silken couch.

Just when I felt the waves of sadness vacillate in my soul; bizarre
grief stabbing me like daggers of blistering coal,
I saw the clowns of in the circus mischievously smile; with their loud
guffaws thunderously piercing the atmosphere.

Just when I felt pulsating pain in my forehead; an avalanche of thorns
curtailing it from perceiving further,
I saw a medieval sage reciting hymns in blissful harmony; the
unperturbed expressions of his face; depicting that he was in a land of surreal

Just when I felt that I was about to sleep; the clockwork machinery in
my brain failing to tick forward,
I saw a battalion of roosters flying high in the air; permeating the
crispness in the ambience around with their cacophonic sounds.

And just when I felt I was about to die; relinquish the final draught
of breath; to rest in my heavenly abode,
I saw a child being born; crying innocuously in the tender palms of its
mother; trying to imbibe as much as it could with its large eyes
dancing around the earth; to better understand the place it was now going to
exist; diligently continuing the CHAPTER OF EXISTENCE.
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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 - (7) Being the First Indian Poet whose Poems have been made into Films at - 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 - 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 Kindle Store United States at - . 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 ; the webpage . more…

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