This Book which has 69 differently titled Poems is actually Part 2 of the Book titled – Love Versus Terrorism ( 409 pages ) . 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 !
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.
Excerpt
-> a Poem from the Book -
THE RELIGION OF MANKIND
The most tenacious of threads protruding from the scalp ludicrously dithered and deteriorated; with advancing age that insidiously camouflaged them with coffins of dilapidated white,
But the threads of humanity were immortally timeless; unassailably augmenting from strength to strength; swirling as the most scintillating wave of benign togetherness; as each second crept by.
The most stupendously grandiloquent of fortresses succumbed like a pack of capriciously elastic cards; as bombs of treachery rained torrentially from the sky,
But the fortress of humanity was immortally impregnable; unflinchingly defending the entire tornado of devils bare-chested; with each of its brick entwined in the melodiously magical color of; philanthropic mankind.
The most vivacious of fruits extruding marvelously from ravishing soil; acrimoniously extinguished into winds of obsoletely horrendous oblivion; at the very first spell of salacious drought,
But the fruits of humanity were immortally bountiful; perennially flowering and spawning into a civilization of miraculously bequeathing symbiosis; even as the most fathomless of horizons; blended with impoverished earth.
The most scintillating of swords inexplicably lost their way; as the blanket of gruesome darkness took an ominous stranglehold over the brilliantly aristocratic day,
But the sword of humanity was immortally patriotic; indefatigably decimating even the most infinitesimal trace of evil forever from the morbidly remorseful atmosphere; compassionately sequestering all innocent in its humanitarian island of; ubiquitous belonging.
The most boundless of gloriously undulating oceans vindictively dried; as manipulative humans devised perniciously abominable contraptions to adulterate them all night and sweltering day,
But the ocean of humanity was immortally resplendent; perpetually pacifying the thirst of all those in barbaric devastation; Omnisciently appeasing even the most remotely frazzled nerve; with the tonic of unconquerable righteousness.
The most sagaciously sacrosanct of religion on this planet found itself engulfed by dungeons of horrific bloodshed; as uncouthly rudimentary fanatics; diabolically massacred it with a graveyard of stinking politics and gory corruption,
But the religion of humanity was immortally unshakeable; enchantingly melanging every humble molecule of Almighty Lord; in entrenchments of unsurpassable solidarity;
and alike.
The most dazzlingly dynamic of colors wore away into sinister whirlpools of dust; as the blistering Sun insatiably flamed for times immemorial upon; the murderously cracked soil,
But the color of humanity was immortally celestial; growing more and more astoundingly passionate as the seconds rampantly zipped by; merging all religion; caste; and spurious color; into the divine river of; unitedly priceless and Godly existence.
The most vibrantly thunderous of voices shrunk to a pathetically mollified mellow; as tyrannically torturous fireballs of lightening; pelted unforgivingly from the
colossal firmament of sky,
But the voice of humanity was immortally blazing; perpetuating countless rays of spell binding hope in all those dwellings besieged with orphaned loneliness and infirmed destitute; eventually evolving as the most irrefutably supreme sound; of all mankind.
The most flamboyantly fiery of breaths mockingly evaporated into devilishly hideous spaces of the ghastly corpse; when destiny and the cloudbursts of death whippingly proclaimed; that it was time up,
But the breath of humanity was immortally living; incredulously proliferating infinite new lives of optimistically endowing hope as the minutes unfurled; unrelentingly pioneering a blissful waterfall of mesmerizing tomorrow’s; with winds of sensuous sharing and empathy.
And the most tumultuously throbbing hearts wholesomely relinquished every iota of their beats; as the streams of blood intractably refrained to enter them; due to crippling cholesterol and truculent tension,
But the heart of humanity was immortally loving; eternally entwining every dejectedly wavering soul in an unfathomable cosmos of exuberantly ecstatic beauty and contentment; making every innocuous organism on this Universe feel as the richest alive; and forever embracing the religion of mankind.
This is a book of free verse poetry that addresses the seven main tests in life and offers some sensible solutions to passing those tests with minimal discomfort.
“The woman or man who is a poet, or fiction writer, or playwright, or all of these, is engaged constantly in a jazz ballet of vocabularies, passions, genders, histories, perspectives, death, love, and life. The music of revelation announces itself to
Mary Angela Nangini's poems celebrate the richness of life and love. From the city to cottage-country and the roads in between, Nangini explores the changing seasons of her varied region. (This book will soon be reprinted in hard cover.)
