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Page from Limca book of Records 2011 publishing Parekh’s 7th and 8th National Records in Poetry

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* This is the page from Limca book of Records year 2011 edition ; that has published Parekh’s seventh and eighth National records in Poetry which are for -

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

-> “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” .

Simplistic quilt

Amidst the freezing chill that descended impromptu upon the planet ; as human being stacked himself with woolens of myriad shapes and proportions and yet groaned in indecipherable disdain ,

amidst the pathetically abysmal solitariness of the night ; where unabashed wolves majestically philandered and danced ; before vindictively hunting for the meat of their nocturnal prowl ,

amidst the cacophonic sound of motorized traffic which was interspersed with pugnacious smoke ; meaningless horn ; impetuous youngsters hurling abuse as they overtook innocuous pedestrians – lambasting the spirit of their freshly acquired adulthood ,

amidst the unruly heaps of garbage piled rampantly on the streets ; carried intermittently by the storm to a multitude of corners of the society ; culminating into obnoxiously rotten frigidity ,

amidst the savagely acrimonious and commercial establishment of offices – where plethora of cash transactions were executed ; without due respect to the integrity of an earnest human and his ideals of  philanthropic goodness ,

amidst the ruthlessly indiscriminate felling of enamoring trees – which builders undertook surreptitiously after dusk had fallen ; to articulately evade public fury and yet construct their fancifully towering edifices – of nonchalantly dead mortar and concrete ,

amidst the scuffles and squabbles that sporadically plagued living beings – as they deliberately found fault with each other ; even as marvelous romance could easily have been the flavor to uninhibitedly cherish and relish ,

amidst the abominably hostile firing of missiles and declaration of terrorizing war – which nations on different sides of the border indulged into – in a worthless display of feckless might and power – instead of rejoicing in the religion of humanity ,

amidst the treacherously salacious rat race to achieve unchallengeable success – trespassing and massacring the closest of blood relations including parents – incase their set of benevolent ideals impeded the path even an insouciant trifle,

amidst deplorably parasitic political practices ; where it didn’t matter the slightest as to which party came to power – since none of them responded to the voice of the impoverished citizen – the same common man who’d triumphantly elected them ,

amidst the dreadfully hideous paucity of quintessential amenities like food grain and fruit ; which had ridiculously manifested due to inflation and dastardly corruption – even as the soil yielded its absolute best ,

amidst the lugubriously stretched spurious parties that flowed with venomous cigarette smoke and sinful liquor – with the corporate pedigree of the society flaunting the most expensive showrooms of different designer revelry – whilst the orphan , maimed , wounded and famished slavered without a roof on their scalp ,

amidst the today’s teacher who unnecessarily loaded the talented child with ominously large assignments – in frivolous attempt to improve the reputation of the best academically oriented school in town ,

amidst the fiercely savage growl of the panther which had escaped the forest since that had more human  than animals – in its quest for finding a new symbiotic habitat ; gloriously unfettered ,

amidst the preposterously fetid gutter that had developed cracks in the trajectory of its pipe – from which crawled out ants and worms of every conceivable and incongruous shape ; to irascibly creep into the beautiful serenity of the magnificently embellished dwelling ,

amidst the ludicrously artificial formality that members of different households followed at occasions – sonorously holding hands like the most cultured entities of this planet seated beside each other – but actually wanting to slap in their envious animosity ; soon after ,

amidst the tempestuously scorching lava that rolled down at lightening speeds from the volcanic mountain – having the tenacious potential of charring near and surrounding vicinity to sheer and dismal nothingness ,

amidst the parched land of the wholesomely evaporated lake that had become so ; as officials had extricated it completely to erect the most spectacularly royal complex ; fostering all fraternities of contemporary sport ,

If I found solace and peace inside a mesmerizing object ; then it was my delightfully cozy and simplistic quilt .

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Good thoughts need to be rightly implemented .

For them to blossom into fields of uninhibited prosperity ; as the mid-day Sun flamboyantly shone and royally enriched dreary patches of moroseness and malice ,

For them to permeate the planet with earnest feelings of nicety and humanitarian friendship ; bonding the multi – cultural fabric of existence under one roof ; into the religion of invincibly bountiful humanity ,

For them to make the human kind more amicable towards each other ; optimistically endeavoring to delete the fangs of hostility and disseminate compassionate brotherhood ,

For them to clamber the ladder of benevolent success ; sow the seed of philanthropy which would eventually grow up to flower into the fruit of a tomorrow effusively sprinkled with love,

For them to wondrously assimilate the true potential from an eclectically varied group of individuals ; who had the inimitable power to evolve their own unduplicated forms of spell-binding creativity ,

For them to empower people to collectively work in their mortal capacities to bring about a renaissance in the deplorable administration ; so that humans replenished the privileges of an honestly inspired existence ; alongwith their counterpart mate across the fence ; at the other side ,

For them to witness the spectacularly original inventions of constructive science shape fresh dimensions of triumph ; a sweetness that was unparalleled amongst mortals for the betterment of earth and its marvelously beautiful living beings ,

For them to uncannily bewilder the most seasoned campaigner in his / her respective field ; with the unabashed artistry of imagination that handsomely embedded barren canvas with truthful colors of victory ,

For them to uninhibitedly carve a distinguished path in the chapter of existence ; witness it garlanded and felicitated with the highest honors of the civilian world ; for its jubilant contribution to various spheres of ingenious society ,

For them to eradicate grotesquely penalizing methods of anarchy ; bring about the onset of enthralling democracy where the most deservingly sincere representatives were chosen by the spirit of unbridled camaraderie and the right to fearlessly vote ,

For them to craft some of the most astonishingly unchallengeable success stories in the ordinary household chores that women execute ; those anecdotes which became mesmerizing as they were nourished with selflessness and unbiased commitment ,

For them to try their charismatic best to change parental perception towards their children ; treat them as one of tomorrow’s best humanitarian gift ; replete with the power to fantasize correctness and unleash into stupefying artistry – rather than obnoxiously subjecting them with the unceremonious pressure of having the best study grades in school ,

For them to alleviate the common man’s woes due to shoddily gruesome loopholes in the system of governance and jurisdiction – devising innovative schemes to make the man on the street heard for the causes he passionately supports ,

For them to enlighten kids in the most obsolete rural areas with the power of education ; reach sacredly motivational textbooks in their poignant tender palms – which sadly held grisly haired broomsticks and dustpans ; instead ,

For them to compose books of poetry or prose which supported and brought to the fore a plethora of fascinating humanitarian causes – some of the titles which further went ahead to win the most coveted privilege for literature – the Nobel Prize ,

For them to campaign for saving trees and thereby the majestic environment ; exhorting people of all ages and religions to come forward and plant multitudes of different saplings ; to convivially exist thereby – in an unfettered environment of freshness and vitality,

For them to solemnly resolve sordidly lambasting war and terrorism ; initiate talks of peace between acrimoniously fighting enemies with the balm of friendship , love , goodwill and brotherhood ,

For them to bond into threads of fortuitously mollifying matrimony – relish the tantalizingly beautiful moments of life as they unfurled ; and handsomely embrace the fabric of joyous victory ,

Your good thoughts need to be rightly implemented .

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Love Poem – because she had made my food with love .

It definitely wasn’t because of the tantalizingly appetizing aroma that graciously wafted through mundane wisps of nothingness – fomenting a new found hunger to greedily gobble till the very last non – existent bit ,

It irrefutably wasn’t because of the ravishingly royal appearance that engulfed it with a princely charm to swoon for – the succulent layers of nutrition that made the tongue salivate longingly in anticipation of the tiniest of contact ,

It intransigently wasn’t because of the fact that the day had been overwhelmingly exhausted and famished – prompting an ecstatic push for the dining table as soon as the footsteps reached the threshold of gregariously sweet home ,

It dogmatically wasn’t because of the sumptuous fillings of delicately dribbling curry that painstakingly cascaded from the main course – suddenly empowering the desire to symbiotically exist with counterpart man on earth ,

It irretrievably wasn’t because of the multitude of culinary embellishments that adorned its periphery – making it resemble a platter served in the choicest of castles and to the most magnificently invincible of Kings and Queens on planet earth ,

It certainly wasn’t because it triggered an optimistically artistic desire of sketching unparalleled beauty around you – with its lavishly grand helpings sensitively strewn and blended raw with rustic fruit ,

It intractably wasn’t because of its astoundingly rich nutritious value highly recommended by the best in their respective fields – that could wonderfully replenish and gorgeously harness the deteriorating bones of aged existence ,

It truly wasn’t because its enamoring recipe had won virtually every conceivable International award and felicitation – before pompously filling in the barren recesses of the famished plates laid rather nonchalantly on the dinner table ,

It irrevocably wasn’t because of hype and mystery enshrouding it that had culminated perseveringly as the day had unveiled – with inconspicuous tid – bits and chatter from family members of what was in store for supper adding exorbitantly to the already charged up atmosphere ,

It earnestly wasn’t because it had thrown monotonous strictness out of the window – as the most sonorously disciplined of adults – ravenously indulged into tearing it apart into minuscule pieces of digestion – before eventually swallowing it with unabashed glee ,

It simply wasn’t because it profoundly inspired you to become a poet – interweave and embody verse of the highest perceivable imagination in praise of its compassionate aura ;dainty structure ; texture and transiently adorable charm ,

It sagaciously wasn’t because of the impromptu occasion that transpired because of it being gloriously laid – as members of the family rejoiced and reveled in each other’s company sitting across the table – as the night unfurled in its majestically voluptuous color ,

It obstinately wasn’t because of the uninhibited feast that it provided to fantasizing entities around – as they experienced sheer tranquility after having consumed it – pacifying the most ethereal of their apprehensions with the enrichment of taste ,

It solidly wasn’t because of the spectacular vitality that it permeated the lividly exasperated body with – the same physical form which had decayed into a disheveled heap a little while ago – out of sheer agony and hunger triggered by the parasitic meanness of the mortal world ,

It undoubtedly wasn’t because of the goodwill and extraordinary hospitality that it successfully generated – even as the uncalled for neighborhood urchins were fantastically drawn towards it and ate it ; as if there wasn’t going to be a meal in near future ,

It incorrigibly wasn’t because of the flattery and the untainted adoration that diligently admired my hard work – to be able to earn such a succulent princely spread of eatery at the fag end of the assiduously hard earned day ,

It promisingly wasn’t because of that contented handshake that came from the other side as soon as the meal got over – rendering me in indescribable rhapsody as all measly past differences with my friend were now resolved – and this is exactly what a thoroughly reinvigorating meal had the power to do ,

It really wasn’t because it was a part of that sporadic celebration that happened in moment of joyous triumph – bringing distant family and outsiders irrespective of caste , creed , color and tribe – to relish the marvelously salubrious chunks of home cooked delicacy ,

But I merrily had it , relished it , romanticized about it , savored it to absolute glory – because she had made my food with love .

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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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 .

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 ” .

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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 .

You die , I die – Love Poems – Poetry on Romance, divorce, friendship, lovers – by Nikhil Parekh

* You die; I die- Love Poems is a 1600 pages Poetry Book


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This Poetry Book has made it into HOTLIST at Scribd.com (The World’s largest document website)


ABOUT THE POETRY BOOK-

Poems symbolizing the immortality of love and at times its fickleness. Parekh takes the reader through a paradise naturally embellished with the ingredients of eternal romance and its sporadic failures. As they say life and death are two sides of the coin, similarly with every true anecdote of love there also comes fretful divorce—a thing which has been most sensitively described throughout this great collection of poems for the heart. Written and dipped in each ingredient of his passionate blood, Parekh comes out with startling revelations about the truest of love stories and their failures. Each verse has been delicately intertwined with a boundless aspects of relationships, romance, cheating, betrayal and goes on to prove that Immortal Love towers over every shattered heart. A start to finish with some of the most heart-rendering love poems ever, this makes a great collection for ever true lover breathing and desiring to be loved on earth and beyond. This collection of poems aims at perpetually uniting every heart on this Universe in the spirit of Immortal love and friendship. Because these are the two quintessential ingredients to lead life till its last breath. Irrespective of whatever color, faith or religion, it is only the rainbow of love which can transform the ghastliest monsters and perpetrators of humanity into peaceful lovers. Therefore this book inexhaustibly endeavors to speak and preach the language of love even after its last embossed alphabet.

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Love Versus Terrorism – Poems on Anti Terror , Peace , Love , Brotherhood – by Nikhil Parekh

* “Love Versus Terrorism” is a 610 pages Poetry Book


* AWARDS-

This Book has made it into the HOTLIST at Scribd.com (The World’s largest document website). It has also been “FEATURED” at Wattpad.com, Canada ( The World’s largest website for reading books on mobile phones )

* AN INTRODUCTION TO THE BOOK-

Love Versus Terrorism unconquerably depicts at each stage that no matter how wretched the wrath of terrorism has penetrated into the planet today–Love forever emerges victorious. Because God has created it as the most Omnipotent panacea for one and all humanity and the living kind. As long as the earth exists, the devil would continue to exist in various forms and shapes–trying his best to insidiously harm living kind. But the power of truth, love, compassion would not only conquer it in all respects, but would continue to bond the entire planet in threads of everlasting humanity. So that the best religion that pervades over one and all is the ‘Religion of Humanity’. This book is an unflinching salute to the chapters of love, peace and brotherhood–which are the most efficacious panacea to conquer dastardly terrorism.

* ABOUT THE POETRY BOOK-

In a planet usurped today by graveyards of terrorism, this poetic collection imparts enlightenment, optimism, courage and an eternal desire to breathe free . God’s sacred earth isn’t the way it used to be when it was created, thanks to greed of man which has indiscriminately torn apart every creed, color and definition of time for the 5 alphabets called ‘MONEY’. The devil has spread terror in the name of religion, in the name of God, most abusively, without the slightest remorse. This book brilliantly equates ‘love’ and ‘terrorism’ at every step and goes on to timelessly prove that no matter how ghastily terrorism perpetuates into the atmosphere, immortal love perennially triumphs over one and all on the earth. A startling collection of anti terror poems in an hour when the world wants them more than anything else, Parekh’s words act as a harbinger of peace to infinite masses agonizingly estranged in brutal violence and bloodshed. A must read for every patron of global peace out there !

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