Through The Pages Of My Heart Poem by Nikhil Parekh

When I browsed through the pages of the sleazy magazine; all that lay there was a flurry of pretentious pictures; blended with glamorous entities displaying garish flesh,

When I browsed through the pages of the dictionary; all that lay there was infinite number of words and phrases; a mind-boggling treasury of exquisite language,

When I browsed through the pages of the history textbook; all that lay there was a chronologically synchronized table of dates; ancient tales of Kings and conquered territories,

When I browsed through the pages of the hi-tech computer; all that lay there was a plethora of mind-boggling intricate puzzles; a whole maze of stupendously baffling software; which I had no head or tail too,

When I browsed through the pages of the chequebook; all that lay there; was infinite no of blank lines; the irrefutably embossed seal of the banks involved,

When I browsed through the pages of the arithmetic notebook; all that lay there was a battalion of monotonous numbers; compounded with an insurmountable compendium of boundless problems and solutions,

When I browsed through the pages of the hotel register; all that lay there was a scrupulous order of guests that kept coming and going; fascinating information about rooms incorporated within the grandiloquent interiors,

When I browsed through the pages of the adventure novel; all that lay there was surreal representations of inanimate objects; overwhelmingly exaggerated perceptions; that had no connections with pragmatic life,

When I browsed through the pages of the botanical encyclopedia; all that lay there was exhaustive information encompassing varied plants of this Universe; blended with fathomless illustrations leading to their mesmerizing evolution,

When I browsed through the pages of the telephone directory; all that lay there was countless numbers of individuals and places; an indispensably handy reference to the demographics of several nations,

When I browsed through the pages of the family album; all that lay there were nostalgic impressions of the past; blissful memories that profusely swept across like a volatile fountain of sweltering lava; across the top most compartments of my mind,

When I browsed through the pages of the engineering handbook; all that lay there was tons of inexplicable numerals; a cavalcade of designs on which the foundations of this world could be handsomely constructed,

When I browsed through the pages of the majestic atlas; all that lay there was unfathomable depictions of this fascinating globe; intricate lines bonding continents with synchronized harmony,

When I browsed through the pages of the medical thesis; all that lay there was a scrupulous listing of life yielding medicines; a stringent smell of antiseptic permeating profoundly in the gloomy atmosphere,

When I browsed through the pages of my mothers old diary; all that was there was her rejuvenating experiences of boisterous youth; the times she had ardently labored to harness me with her very own blood and sweat,

When I browsed through the pages of the Emperors leaf; all that lay there was a royal tale of his oligarchic dictatorship; the undulating framework of good and bad
that he had executed for his people in tumultuous distress,

When I browsed through the pages of enchanting fairy tales; all that lay there was an ingratiating aura that engulfed those medieval times; a voluptuously eloquent voice that roused me instantaneously from deep sleep,

When I browsed through the pages of the management presentation; all that lay there was unimaginable number of spurious manipulations; to extract the best you possibly could from a simple human being,

And when I browsed through the pages of my heart; it was there that lay the wealth of this entire planet; it was there that I found all the love and compassion I could ever have dreamt of; as each passionate beat unveiled into an infinite lives.