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When The Heart Erred



When the pigeons erred; not following its regular rhythm of flight as tumultuous storms overhauled the silken afternoon; they deplorably sank in a bedraggled
heap; to murderously coalesce with despicably cold ground,

When the rose erred; not following its regular rhythm of swirling radiantly with the ecstatic breeze; it despondently withered in mists of rotten gloom; inexplicably diffusing painstakingly pathetic stink; instead of glorious waves of exuberant scent,

When the lion erred; not following its regular rhythm of turbulently pulverizing its succulent prey into inconspicuously raw chowder; it was ludicrously guffawed upon by even the most minuscule of ant; who instantaneously capsized upon the most mesmerizing opportunity; to feast ebulliently upon its lame ears,

When the mountains erred; not following their regular rhythm of brilliantly kissing towering beams of majestic sunlight; the brutally dumb stone finally felt contented; that it had now a gigantically frigid mate to parasitically lean and take compassionate
reprieve from,

When the fish erred; not following their regular rhythm of rampantly swimming in deep waters of the choppy sea; the fishermen sitting on the shores had a gala time; pecking them like diminutively dwindling mosquitoes; at the tiniest poke of their gleaming rods,

When the kites erred; not following their regular rhythm of sailing high and handsome in the clouds; they split into a fathomless pieces; before settling
as excoriated rags amidst an untamed juggernaut of branches; as the wind slowly died down,

When the nightingale erred; not following its regular rhythm of stupendously melodious sound; it fulminated into ludicrously cacophonic rhyme; triggering
discordantly ungainly tumult; in magically serene bits of atmosphere,

When the dog erred; not following their regular rhythm of barking when strangers trespassed; the hoodlums made merry in flamboyant day as well as treacherous
night; audaciously eloped with the booty; leaving it staggering for breath after kicking it ruthlessly in its solar plexus,

When the lids erred; not following their regular rhythm of incessantly batting upon the trajectory of the handsomely impeccable eyeball; the eyes unbelievably lamented; as they gradually slipped towards a blanket of viciously gory darkness,

When the lips erred; not following their regular rhythm of charismatically smiling upon the astoundingly glittering dais; the fathomless flock of congenial crowds; pelted unruly stone and ghastly abuse; before they embarked back upon a horrifically
disgruntled retreat,

When the feet erred; not following their regular rhythm of patriotically marching forward in euphoric gusto; they uncouthly embedded themselves deeper and
deeper into sullen cocoons of soil as the minutes unfurled; before becoming easily vulnerable targets for the unsurpassable battalion of hideously grinning termites,

When the ears erred; not following their regular rhythm of sagaciously discerning the most minutest of sound; they eventually found themselves savagely entrapped; in bizarre clutches of the disparagingly rampaging demon,

When the pigs erred; not following their regular rhythm of greedily gobbling through piles of fetidly abominable garbage; they paid the price of their lives; as civilians mistook them for tame dogs; enslaving them in overwhelmingly rigid collar; and
taut chains,

When the rivers erred; not following their regular rhythm of profusely melanging with the boundless oceans; the barbarically tyrannical rays of the sweltering Sun; eventually dried every speck of their liquid; rendering them to freeze; under avalanches of abhorrent prejudice,

When the eggs erred; not following their regular rhythm of taking amicable shelter amidst nettles and grass laid in by their sacrosanct mothers; the venomous lizards and snakes eventually consumed them for nocturnal supper; squelching them
to capriciously worthless mincemeat,

When the mind erred; not following its regular rhythm of existing in synergistic symbiosis with the extraneously bountiful planet; it found itself counting the last days of its life; in the realms of dilapidated oblivion and gruesomely stabbing starvation,

When the conscience erred; not following its regular rhythm of harboring nothing else but the irrefutable idol of truth; it was lambasted by the whips of surreptitiously guilty hell; unfathomably penalized for the remainder of its life,

When the breath erred; not following its regular rhythm of holistically creeping in and out of the intricately enchanting nostrils; it besieged the individual with insurmountable spurts of insidiously asphyxiated tension; eventually perpetuating him to die,

But when the heart erred; not following its regular rhythm of pragmatically monitored beats; throbbing faster than the whirlwinds of divinely light; it
embraced the most wonderfully immortal ocean of existence; it embraced the fireballs of everlasting love.
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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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