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Parekh’s full length Poetry books on the Internet .

Indian Poet Nikhil Parekh has now published his Poetry Books in their entirety – on the Internet , at the World’s premier websites which are – WordPress.com(US), Blogspot.com (US) .

-> These include the titles – 1 God ( 522 pages ) , Love versus Terrorism ( 607 pages) , You die , I die – Love Poems ( 1600 pages) , Life = Death(1200 pages) , The Womb ( 250 pages) , The Power of black ( 500 pages), Hide and Seek (610 pages), If you cut a tree , you cut your own mother ( 208 pages ) , Longest Poem written by Parekh – Only as life ( 80 pages ) .

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* To browse these Poetry Books in their totality click on the webpages as under -

-> WORDPRESS.COM -

http://1godpoetrybook.wordpress.com/

http://youdieidie.wordpress.com/

http://lifeequaltodeath.wordpress.com/

http://loveversusterrorism.wordpress.com/

http://poemsonthewomb.wordpress.com/

http://thepowerofblack.wordpress.com/

http://hideandseekpoetry.wordpress.com/

http://longestpoemwrittenbynikhilparekh.wordpress.com/

http://poetryontheenvironment.wordpress.com/

-> BLOGSPOT.COM  -

http://www.blogger.com/profile/06441234244106074145

My daughter’s fascinating pillow .

She hugged it tight to her adorably tiny chest – as fierce thunderstorms and lightening announced the onset of the profoundly vivacious monsoon,

She carried it like the most invincibly cherished of her toys – fantastically bemused by its spongy texture and compassionate friendship – kissing its rotund periphery with her nimble lips,

She unabashedly chided it for being transiently lost – as she found it after an excruciating search from amongst her plethora of toys of multitudinal shapes and fraternities – immediately hiding it in her cup-board – so that none could inadvertently venture it out again,

She cuddled close to it like it was the best of her friends – joyously assimilating her daily dose of several varied colorful cartoon characters and films – alongwith her favorite platter of wondrously tantalizing snacks ; ofcourse ,

She uninhibitedly tossed it high up in the air and then darted at electric speeds to catch it safely in her impeccably dainty arms ; at times also allowing it have a free fall and then burst into laughter as it timidly bounced,

She used it as one of her most creative hotspot’s – scribbling and embodying its surface with every conceivable graffiti that her innocuous brain could conceive – letting her ingenious kid fingers vividly sketch upon it with color; paint; gratitude and inimitable charm,

She sporadically involved it in her impetuously playful fights -  hurling it an incongruous left ; right and center to differentiate her own little toy territory in her room from the rest ; eventually collapsing on the floor in sheer and exuberant exhaustion ,

She proudly brandished it criss-crossed in open space – as if she was a fearless soldier marching towards the corridors of victory – her very own fantasy triumph which was amiably frolicking with her parents and savoring her reinvigorating dollops of lime candy ice – cream ; towards the end of the blissful day ,

She mischievously patted it with all her minuscule might – to tease her pet dog as he patiently knelt on his hind legs as a mark of distinguished respect to her – and then she caressed him on his convivial ears and merrily gallivanted of to play with him on the open terrace ,

She nonchalantly kicked it to express her frustration as the electricity went out – more so ; since she knew that neither would it experience even the most insouciant of pain – nor would she harm herself in anyway ,

She used it as her most unfettered and darling punching bag – childishly pummeling those prized fists of hers into royal cotton fabric – as she relished her earthly freedom to its natural and unfettered best ,

She intermittently took it alongwith her in the car – as she leaned her full weight upon it to perch like a princess and fantasize goodness – as the vehicle majestically sped through the wilderness of the intrepid streets ; interspersed with motley traffic ,

She made it the most fantabulously decorated roof of her playhouse – with the walls made of rustic straw, stick, lace, plastic, cap, paper and whatever worthily intriguing object that she could lay her hands upon – as she entered her thrilling abode with her impeccably loved friend,

She sank deep within its cozily empowering recesses when tired after the evening’s play – and then beautifully shrugged herself to complete her school work with utmost sincerity -  greet the new tomorrow with philanthropy and astounding creativity,

She deliberately plucked at its stitching and ripped apart its cover to threadbare junk – to roll upon it ; in its gloriously bohemian baldness – and then beautify it with a richly embroidered cloth of her very own stellar choice ,

She narrated her different stories about her experience with it with mortally unmatched aplomb – which could almost be published as a book by some of the best publishers in the world ; as she happily jostled on the tree on the absolute edge of the magnificently plush lawn ,

She languished in its unparalleled serenity in her moments of silence – then came up with some of the most comic anecdotes of her trysts with existence – spontaneously rushing to hug those cherished to her as she felt earnestly versatile ,

I , her father, simply adored her benevolent feelings towards it ,

But she, my cute daughter,  truly loved her fascinating Pillow .

(c)(r)copyright by nikhil parekh . all rights reserved .

Limca Book of Records confirm Indian Poet Nikhil Parekh’s 7th and 8th National Records in Poetry .

* The Limca Book of Records ( Ranked only 2nd officially to the Guinness Book of World Records and India’s best book of Records ) have confirmed Nikhil Parekh’s 7th and 8th National Records in Poetry . These would be published in the year 2011 edition of the prestigious Limca Book of Records .

The National Records confirmed are for -

-> ” Being the First Indian Poet whose Poems have been made into Films at Youtube.com (The World’s largest video sharing website)”.

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Several of Parekh’s Poems have now been made into Short Films of Five minutes to Ten minutes Duration . These have been Directed by Charles Kluesener in the U.S . Music to the Films has been given by Award Winning American Music Composer Justin Durban .

The Poems can be watched as Films at Youtube.com ( The World’s largest video website ) at -
http://poetrymovies.blogspot.com . These can also be found at http://youtube.com as you search for ” Nikhil Parekh ” here .

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-> “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” .
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All of Parekh’s Poetry Books which comprise of nearly 7000 pages of his Poetry, have now been published at Wattpad.com . They can be found here and read in their entirety at – http://www.wattpad.com/user/nikhilparekh .

One of his Poetry Book “Love versus Terrorism- Poems on Anti Terror, Peace, Love Brotherhood” ( 610 pages) , has been featured at their website making him the First Indian Poet to be Featured at Wattpad .

The direct webpage to read this entire book at their site is -
http://www.wattpad.com/184418-Love-Versus-Terrorism-Poems-on-Anti-Terror-Peace-Love-Brotherhood-by-Nikhil-Parekh .

Love Poetry – Poem for true romance – She really loved you .

She irrefutably loved it when you lavishly admired her toes ; adroitly fitted them with the most tantalizingly silver amulets – that lent sensuous charm to her impoverished existence,

She unbelievably loved it when you gently held her palms – eclectically traced her destiny lines on her velvety skin – added unparalleled meaning to her life with your ecstatic charisma,

She wondrously loved it when you snuggled close to her during when the earthquake struck – were her invincible pillar of support and royally replenished her desire with friendship,

She profoundly loved it when you admired the artistry that unfolded as she descended the rustic steps – and more so because you said that infront of several of your other girlfriends – magnanimously deserving ,

She unhesitatingly loved it when you ran your fingers through her ravishing hair just moistened by fresh first thundershowers of the monsoon – and which ignited her to feel the ecstasy in the wind blowing gustily around ,

She truly loved it when you exhorted her to sit down amidst the bountifully green environs – and then sketched the most immaculately bewildering portrait of her – that all your talent could ever muster,

She uninhibitedly loved it when you shared meal with her in the same plate – which though disintegrated and bohemian – enthralled with the variedly ebullient ingredients of companionship,

She unabashedly loved it when you audaciously shouted at any human who acted deplorably with her – took her far away from the pandemonium of the congested streets – within the fantabulous wilderness of the hills,

She innocuously loved it when you embraced her unassailably close to your chest – humming her most favorite song as your pristine lips grazed her astoundingly gregarious ears,

She compassionately loved it when you mischievously pecked her on the cheek and ran away – soon returned back to dance with her – breaking barriers of caste; creed; color and tribe – to revel in the flames of seductive romance,

She indisputably loved it when you called her amazingly versatile for those inconspicuous toys of different shapes and sizes ; that she’d crafted of clay – empowering the lives of disastrously abandoned children with mellifluous triumph ,

She joyously loved it when you penned an impromptu poem on her – emanating like the natural currents of the frostily virgin waterfall – as she placidly perched herself on the meadow of desire and fantasized for goodness,

She effulgently loved it when you wholesomely shrugged off all your stringent societal formalities infront of her ; divulging your true and unrestricted self to her – which was infact her greatest richness to cherish on this beautiful planet,

She brilliantly loved it when you instantaneously tore a part of your expensive shirt to wrap around her fresh wound – informally carried her on your philanthropic shoulders to her dwelling as she amiably wrapped her arms around you ,

She splendidly loved it when you proposed her out for the best date of her life – and then instead of presenting her with spuriously costly and feckless jewelry – gifted her a letter conveying your truest feelings for her – just as the Sun royally set and the magnificently phlegmatic night arrived,

She adorably loved it when you sincerely applauded her inimitably melodious voice – which won over prejudice with its naturally articulate tune of love – mesmerized the fabric of humanity towards an optimistically benevolent tomorrow,

She fabulously loved it when you fearlessly and most gladly traversed with her to the places she wanted – rendering her the most vibrantly faithful company that she could ever perceive of – and your artistic wittiness ensuring that she merrily jostled towards undefeated positivity,

She unquestionably loved it when you kissed her – and the enamoring sweetness of your togetherness – which then propounded a unique proposal infront of the world – that which was of the ‘Religion of humanity’ ,

But inspite of all this – she would still hate you if you didn’t say the real thing pretty soon – those majestically unconquerable words to solemnize your sincerity and truthful relationship – those unmatched pearls of joy which were one of the most ultimate mortal gifts in a girl’s existence – those blissfully bonding words that so gloriously resuscitated the various desolate pathways of life – those alphabets which were ofcourse – “ I Love you ” .

©®copyright by nikhil parekh . all rights reserved .

Save your love . Save water .

You profoundly relished it when it struck the brutally emaciated pores of your impoverished skin – as you uninhibitedly rolled under the cistern that cascaded down the mountain slope,

You saluted it as it unabashedly stormed your lavatory seat – making every trace of filthiness entirely disappear in lightening traces of time – and then quietly fade as you closed the flush ,

You were poignantly enamored when it fell ecstatically from the fantabulous sky – mollifying you from the tyrannically lambasting man-made adulteration; smoke ; pollution and industrial heat ,

You wondrously adored it whilst sprinkling it on the dust laden leaves and scorched trees – and then experience an unparalleled contentment of surviving in symbiotic glory with the royal natural habitat,

You felt modestly philanthropic as you poured it into empty glasses desperately held by orphans on the street – as serving humanity was one of the most quintessential reasons of your blessed existence ,

You rhapsodically danced as you blended it with a gargantuan cube of ice and left it in a tub – for birds to bathe and feast  - as the Sun flamboyantly ignited a most piously brilliant afternoon,

You felt sensuously fantastic and jubilant to strive towards success after bathing in it – as the rays of a brand new effulgent dawn ushered you to find your own benevolently inimitable identity on the planet ,

You suddenly and spontaneously felt beautiful after washing your face with it – for when the tawdrily spurious layers of deplorable cream ; powder ; scent and lipstick peeled out – there you lay in your ravishingly unscathed charm – under the cover of a nakedly seductive night ,

You ebulliently liked it – when it granted your siblings that much needed reprieve in swelteringly burning summer – as they thoroughly splashed themselves with it – and then welcomed the torching heat in invincible friendship,

You felt genuinely intrigued when you sprayed it with compassionate fury across the freshly ploughed fields – as the seasoned hosepipe in your palms exposed you to newer dimensions of kindness – and the seed inside the mud became your best friend ,

You were endearingly mesmerized at the ripples that were formed on its surface – as you joyously hurled a harmless pebble on it horizontally and then witnessed it skid with artistic grace – before eventually sinking to the rock bottom,

You were magnetically enthralled when you kissed it – as it became your sincerest companion when you needed to celebrate triumph for goodness – and you hugged it in amiable brotherhood – though it inevitably slipped ,

You felt an unparalleled desire to be closer to your rudiments – as you envisaged a house by its side –  which though was threadbare and bohemian – but which befriended and nourished you amidst the natural wilderness with tantalizing calm,

You emphatically admired it for so tranquilly dousing the hideous flames – and becoming an instant hero amongst the  hapless people assembled by their woefully burning building – and as the fire – extinguisher had despicably failed ,

You victoriously applauded it for bringing about undefeated friendship – as people of all religions ; castes ; creed ; color ; faiths and tribes – unhesitatingly proceeded to dip in it – and get rid of inconsequential difference ,

You gratefully cherished the awe-inspiringly varied sounds it made as it filled your barren overhead tank – replacing the worthless emptiness within the lifeless walls – with one of the most indispensable mortal elixir to nourish life ,

But you loved it the most when you drank it and suckled at it like a freshly born child – whether it be after your meal or before it – as it revitalized you to pursue the path of righteousness and charismatic brotherhood ,

Therefore won’t you protect your true lover from being destroyed ; rebuked ; slapped and unnecessarily spilled .

Do your naturally unfettered and earnest best . Do something good when you truly feel for it .

Save your love . Save Water .

©®copyright by nikhil parekh . all rights reserved .

Chalk Stick .

Hapless and diminutive – yet it invincibly thrilled you as it landed
astounding close to your silhouette – reminding you of those
uninhibited school days when the teacher had whirled it at you – for
crassly unfinished homework ,

Bland and Corrugated – yet it was the most indispensable ingredient in
a teacher’s armory of various paraphernalia even in today’s age of
super computers – as she commenced her lecture buoyantly dashing it
across the black – board ,

Insipid and boring – yet it empowered you to express yourself in
writing wherever you wanted – be it the rustically threadbare and
rotting rock or the nondescript office wall that wasted away amidst
sonorous silence,

Lackluster and nonliving – yet it made you frolic around like a
freshly born infant – as you smashed it in its entirety to build the
measly toy castle on your table – just before the corporate honchos
were about to enter to start the commercially livid day ,

Plain and nonchalant – yet an optimistic backbone of your mortally
nothing existence – as you used it to gleefully scribble at atleast
some point of time in your life – in the disdainful absence of your
conventionally stereotypical pen,

Asymmetrical and stub – yet inspiring you to indulge your artistic
talent with aplomb – as you unabashedly sketched virtually any
intriguing shape from imagination on the floor with it – eventually
resulting into a masterpiece collage of tantalizingly brilliant
creativity,

Deplorable and dusty – yet marvelously easing you out from various
financial crisis in life with child like ease – as you rolled it
majestically with your fingers and merrily devoured your nocturnal
meal ,

Short and stingy – yet stimulating you to fantasize about the
extraordinarily blessed goodness of existence and its myriad hues – as
you thrust bulk of your weight upon it via your chin – and it snapped
instantaneously into bits of oblivion,

Orphaned and Desolate – yet it proved to be an unassailably charmed
savior as you lost your trail in the meandering forest – and marked
your inimitable identity with it – for the rescue team to reach you as
soon as possible ,

Unkempt and frail – yet it rekindled the speed of the in-built laptop
mouse to lightening fast – as you rubbed a fraction of it upon the
same – and then traversed the wondrously smoothened periphery ,

Sloppy and unimaginative – yet it granted instant authority to your
otherwise sweat mopped palms as you grasped it tight – and scurried
across the table to highlight the key point of the presentation with
its dangling end,

Unsubstantiated and penniless – yet it seemed to be the most perfect
present that you could’ve ever gifted to your old college professor –
as he fondly reminisced those glorious teaching moments of his life –
scribbling articulately and rapidly with it on the curriculum board ,

Harried and Unrewarded – yet it gorgeously helped you pen an entire
book of your variedly benevolent thoughts ; spontaneously on the park
bench – with an ecstatically replenishing backdrop of trees and grass
as your fecund friends,

Unpretentious and Raw – yet it proved to be the most eclectic
drumstick when you drove out with your friends and they exuberantly
tapped it to produce sound – rejoicing in the aisles of desire – as
the night beckoned you into the freshness of a golden new sublime dawn,

Measly and voiceless – yet it meant unconquerably cherished to you as
the referee drew the start and finishing lines with it – and you
galloped forward in the race to triumph unfettered – go past the white
mark which looked its admirable best ,

Unacknowledged and discarded – yet it permeated that quintessential
thought of hope ; peace ; betterment and humanity – with its
pristinely innocuous white a much needed respite – as the electricity
abandoned you in the middle of the arid night ,

Feckless and solitary – yet it irrefutably triggered you to help
humanity in the best of your natural capacity – just as it reduced to
nothing without any regret  – after being used by the society for its
various indispensably good deeds and needs ,

Ordinary and Artificial – yet it held its own unduplicated identity in
this fantabulous age of digital enhancement ; when full fledged
enterprises thrived on the internet – and it lay unmatched – alongside
the most modern of contraptions ; on the writing desk ,
Please welcome this uncelebrated hero of our age – the ‘Chalk Stick’ .

©®copyright by nikhil parekh . all rights reserved .

Saluting the street dogs .

You unsparingly reprimanded them when they ferociously barked – mischievously chased other damsels of their fraternity and indulged in the most uncivilized of fights,

You lambasted them – instantaneously unbuckling your waist belts – for chasing your car down the quiet highway; annoyed that its flamboyant splendor was marred by the unscrupulous behavior,

You ; at occasions ; drove at breakneck speeds – thrusting the reason to be an emergency – and mowed through their peaceful abodes which were haphazardly strewn across the orphaned road,

You hurled stones randomly on their innocuous bodies – on the spurious pretexts of them being besmirched with dirt and debris from the gutters – and intruding the spotless environs around you with their hapless demeanor,

You incorrigibly refused to touch them or any part of their body even an insouciant iota – scientifically quoting the fact that this could lead to rabies and a host of unceremonious disease – with statesmanly like pride,

You sprayed the most opulent of your perfume in the air if they trespassed your house walls uninvited – terming the stench that thereby emanated as abhorrently unbearable – though you yourself hadn’t taken a bath since many days ,

You had the best laugh of your life as they traumatically wailed on the pavement beside you – sadistically consoling yourself of emphatic victory for the day – though the boss had just nonchalantly fired you ,

You took excruciating effort to find the contact details of those government vans who could uncouthly pick them up from your locality – complaining against the dirt ; disease ; unhygienic conditions ; and waste that they spread – and surprisingly this was the only matter you found worthy in your existence to rebel,

You side-lined them as the lowest strata of the society – an irascible menace to every religion existing under the Sun ; barbarically shutting the doors on their mouth – even as you rejoiced and celebrated bounteous opportunities of survival,

You took potshots at them with your freshly purchased air-gun – placing apples and other nondescriptly sized objects on their heads – as this placed you in a princely pedestal ; not ever mustering the courage to sit a real throne,

You horrendously spat at them – saliva which at instances was laced with obnoxious chewing gum ; tobacco ; discarded food and pernicious tooth prick – as this made you feel seated behind the luxurious wheel of the limousine – though you were currently driving the laborious bicycle,

You used their name as a vindictively hurled expletive – lividly abusing your colleagues with the same – as how to react alternatively and express your emotions never crossed your prejudiced thought,

You took their photographs not to sympathize or flatter – but depict the abysmal state of poverty in your country that could go ahead and win an Oscar – and also because they were earnestly happy to oblige ,

You snatched the succulently tantalizing meals they received sporadically from philanthropists – wisely declaring that these didn’t befit them – when the abject reality was that the hole in your own plate had just gotten a trifle bigger,

You mercilessly beat them with approximately the same sized and complexioned stick that your counterpart had hit you with – for here there was not the tiniest of reprisal as you flaunted your non-existent bravado – and yet you felt you’d had your revenge,

You ferociously kicked them left, right and center as you walked the muddy trail – as if they were barricades of loose sand that hampered your path – at the same instant also giving you an opportunity to demonstrate your powerless might,

You bizarrely held their impeccable new born kids by their feet upside down – to worthlessly demonstrate how helpless they were in this gargantuan world – whereas God was; is and shall be; the ultimate master and invincible decision maker of his entire planet ,

You brutally sold them to unsuspecting foreigners who presumed they were yours – as you artificially cuddled them in your lap – to earn that indispensable currency coin and consume that quintessential meal to survive ,

Yet . And ironically . You ; still salute these ‘Street dogs’ whom you pugnaciously abandoned and hideously punched – as they guarded you in their own inimitable natural capacity in the thick of the blackened night – and then their discordant growl was the sweetest sound to your ears ; as you knew their mortal forms were there to protect you – even as the thieves crept .

©®copyright by nikhil parekh . all rights reserved .

Page from Limca Book of Records year 2010 publishing Parekh’s 6th National Record for “Being 1st Indian Poet to be Goodwill Ambassador to Goodwill Treaty”

Parekh’s Sixth National Record with Limca Book of Records (Only 2nd in Official World Rankings to the Guinness Book of World Records) for – “Being 1st Indian Poet to be Goodwill Ambassador to International Goodwill Treaty for Peace”

* Sign the Goodwill Treaty for Peace by hand as well as electronically via its website - www.goodwilltreaty.org .

-> The President of Philippines has deemed Parekh’s efforts to promote ‘Global Peace’ and ‘Goodwill’ via the Treaty as highly commendable in an official letter of support which can be browsed online as you click at -http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vPeirAbzaHQ/Sb9hrTZfoGI/AAAAAAAABts/HBCM6PYkti8/s1600-h/philippinespresidentletter1.jpg .

Parekh’s Fifth National Record with Limca Book of records for “Being First Indian Poet to be published in Mcgill English Dictionary of Rhyme”