This Book which has 50 differently titled Poems , is actually volume 9 of the Book titled Life = Death Poems on Life , Death ( 1200 pages ) .
This enigmatic collection of poems explores and equates the boundless possibilities of life and death and delves into each intricate inexplicability of survival. Parekh's roving philosophical eye brings the unconquerable richness of life to the fore and yet at the same time explicitly highlights the veracity of 'death' as the absolute certainty of every existence. The poet joyously celebrates the occasions of both life and death with equal panache in each poetic stanza sewn with the uncanny mysteries of this Universe. The poems within immortalize both life and death as the ultimate victories and the two most contrastingly amazing and divine sides of creation. Catapulting the reader to the threshold of ultimate ecstasy; they bring about an impromptu twist with the closure of breath and what lies beyond. This charismatically woven collection of poetic verse would equally enamor the narcissist as well as the simple humanitarian to the core.
This book is a humble attempt to enlighten the readers with the equality of life and death-and to live in both of them to the most unparalleled fullest. Embracing only the religion of humanity, as the Lord has commanded every living being on earth. You cant die in life and cant live in death-each of these components are irrefutably equal in every respect and should be worshipped with due obeisance.
Excerpt
-> a Poem from the Book
NOTHING
The instant I haughtily proclaimed that there was none more taller than me on this fathomless Universe; I was reduced to a disdainfully pulverized mosquito; as unfathomably mammoth avalanches of ice converged upon my staggering form from all sides,
The instant I bawdily proclaimed that there was none more fairer than me on
this boundless Universe; I was reduced to a speck of inanely ludicrous charcoal; as ferociously unsparing rays of the Sun licked every conceivable pore of my trembling skin,
The instant I spuriously proclaimed that there was none more stronger than
me on this unceasing Universe; I was reduced to an inconspicuously frigid
pool of spit; as impregnably inimitable mountains crushed me into dungeons
of insipid worthlessness,
The instant I ostentatiously proclaimed that there was none more compassionate than me on this endless Universe; I was reduced to a bizarrely barren and uncontrollably shivering pinch of sand; as infernos of everlasting desire wholesomely burnt me in their perpetual swirl,
The instant I sanctimoniously proclaimed that there was none more intelligent than me on this limitless Universe; I was reduced to an infinitesimally amorphous spirit meaningless floating around; as the enchantingly radiating constellation of stars in the sky majestically overwhelmed the pretentious daylights of my mind,
The instant I deliriously proclaimed that there was none more eclectic than
me on this inexhaustible Universe; I was reduced to a lugubriously wastrel stone; as the ravishingly unstoppable maelstrom marched uninhibited in its way,
The instant I parasitically proclaimed that there was none more handsome than me on this mystical Universe; I was reduced to an wretchedly ethereal shadow; as countless magically effulgent fairies descended immaculately from the land of silken paradise,
The instant I satanically proclaimed that there was none more wealthier than
me on this mesmerizing Universe; I was reduced to a horrifically maimed pauper licking dust on the bucolic streets; as the panoramically unassailable fruits of mother nature; dimmed the last iota of light from the whites of my eyes,
The instant I licentiously proclaimed that there was none more influential than me on this timeless Universe; I was reduced to a graveyard of dilapidated fretfulness; as inevitably devastating earthquakes snatched the land from beneath my feet; within lightening seconds of time,
The instant I salaciously proclaimed that there was none more fantasizing than me on this Herculean Universe; I was reduced to a horrendously shattered fragment of sordid glass; as the unprecedentedly indomitable exoticism of the clouds above miraculously overshadowed everything in vicinity,
The instant I diabolically proclaimed that there was none more humanitarian
than me on this magical Universe; I was reduced to a wisp of debilitatingly
obsolete dereliction; as the holistically beautiful principles of united existence around left me desperately searching for my very own abhorrent voice,
The instant I invidiously proclaimed that there was none more fragrant than
me on this tireless Universe; I was reduced to a decaying whisker of dolorously decrepit fecklessness; as the stupendously Omnipotent scent of the rose rendered me absolutely useless for all times,
The instant I devilishly proclaimed that there was none more pious than me
on this godly Universe; I was reduced to a pint of parsimoniously adulterated and venomous ash; as the winds of patriotically altruistic freedom in the atmosphere enshrouded even the most diminutive cranny of my withering veins,
The instant I vindictively proclaimed that there was none more vociferous than me on this Omnipotent Universe; I was reduced to a furtively clandestine corpse of torturous desolation; as the unsurpassably unconquerable roar of the jungle entirely dissolved my voice into doldrums of vagrant worthlessness,
The instant I sadistically proclaimed that there was none more adventurous than me on this magnetic Universe; I was reduced to a disastrously waif tentacle of a lackadaisical crab; as the exhilaratingly ebullient sea sailed over me till times beyond infinite infinity,
The instant I beguilingly proclaimed that there was none more celestial than
me on this indomitable Universe; I was reduced to a nonchalantly disassociated tail of a grotesque corpse; as the effervescently tranquil fabric of the princely night; blinded me beyond corridors of sagacious recognition,
The instant I sinfully proclaimed that there was none more immortal than me
on this evergreen Universe; I was reduced to a cadaverous bellow of disparagingly bellicose hell; as the civilizations of insuperable love; perpetuated me to crumble in the flame of my own repugnantly redundant prejudice,
The instant I proclaimed that there was none more everlasting than me on this enamoring Universe; I was reduced to a mortuary of despairingly Measly shit; as the chapters of unavoidably destined death took complete control over each of
my betrayingly slavering senses,
For if there is just one word to describe us living beings in front of the Omnisciently Creator Divine; it was nothing else but the word Nothing ; and if one of his molecules like me tries to be too smart in proclaiming himself to be this and that instead of Nothing ; then the Lord makes sure that we are indeed reduced to
Nothing that very moment itself; forever and ever and ever in front of
his Perennially Unassailable grace.
