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I see in your eyes,
Two shallow pools of white with coffee mixed in,
I tremble before them,
You judge me too hard.
I hear it in your words,
The desperation reeks,
Its care you say,
I don’t feel it anyway.
I see the way you are,
Insincere and shapeshifting,
You’ll love conditionally
‘Don’t worry’ you reach your hand out
Each time we touch I die a little more
Its scary out there,
Look in the mirror to feel safe
My mind puts up a fight
So I need you all again
The pity holds me well
Well enough to try again
  May 9 Àŧùl
Ankush
A lovely she is..
I watch her all day.

From dawn to next day,
I wait in dismay.

Each sunset I stare,
My white window's view.

I can not find her.

Each night i spent,
And of each day's lament,
More i want to know,
The meaning of the white,
Window engraved.

This white wall ,
And the white window.

It's too shiny,
The bright coating.
Its viscous colour,
Dripping ,
drop by drop,

I can't seem to break by,
Halting and trying,
rock by rock.

I do have a chair to rest,
But I wait for her,
standing,
By window's view ,
& I wait.

I do have the other wall,
I do have another window,
But I can't seem to make myself
Break through the white wall,

While by the moonlight,
I stare her shadows engraved.

Why this white wall,
Seems a storm to the
Beautiful rainbow,
And if i all i could is wait
Then Why is this white window?

A lovely she is..
I watched her all day.
Àŧùl Apr 21
(Inspired by The Diary of Jane – with a cow-themed twist!)

[Verse 1]
Under the moonlight, the barn doors creak,
A whisper in the wind, hooves drag through the creek.
A tale untold, lost in the hay,
Mathilda’s fate... has faded away.

[Pre-Chorus]
She cried out loud, but no one came,
Left behind in a world of pain.
The milk has spilled, the past is gone,
But her story still lives on!

[Chorus]
So I’ll search forever in the dairy of Mathilda,
Through the echoes of the night, I can hear her call...
Will she find her way back to the old green pasture?
Or is she lost to time... once and for all?

[Verse 2]
The farmer swore, "She ran away!"
But in the shadows, she still strays.
A ghostly bell rings through the field,
A secret only the wind revealed.

[Bridge]
Is she free? Or just a tale?
A phantom lost beyond the pale?
Her story's locked in this old book,
If you dare, just take a look!

[Final Chorus]
So I’ll search forever in the dairy of Mathilda,
Through the echoes of the night, I can hear her call...
Will she find her way back to the old green pasture?
Or is she lost to time... once and for all?

[Outro]
Once and for all...
(Moooooooooo...)
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My HP Poem #2054
©Atul Kaushal
  Mar 22 Àŧùl
Sunamin Tamang
~
Oh listen, my desperate heart
At the young night Do not watch
Do not wish & do not start.
I'm powerless, injured & crucified—
Jittered, oft died & cried in yellow light.
Let not a thing be your wish
Don't wish for a thing
Don't.
  Mar 22 Àŧùl
Sunamin Tamang
The angel
Draws the Glock
With a swift flick of motion
Pulls the trigger
A bullet rips through your core~
As it strikes
The truth unveils
The show begins.
You kick & slam
But the enigmatic door remains~
You gave it your all
Concluding the telecast
Your white sore in a red hole
Rot, maggots & gore.
A true crucifixion of your soul.

~Burning in vengeance~

Now you face the mind~
A chasm carved by arrogance.
& now,
I become the angel
Trigger poised in suspense.
Àŧùl Mar 11
Let's tell you a story,
Of art & of dance,
Not all that gory.

She was that dancer,
Not just an ordinary one,
A bar dancer in all her glory.

COVID-19 made it hard to work,
So, she started working online,
And began to twerk from home.

She was safe this way,
From the two viruses,
Both COVID and ***.

Plugged on to the revolution,
Clients were happy online,
And she made good money.
My HP Poem #2053
©Atul Kaushal
  Mar 10 Àŧùl
Nehal
When the night comes with the moon,
And you shiver by the sound of a loon,
Hold and squeeze me tight,
Let me comfort with divine's light.

When the candles extinguish,
And death arrives to languish,
Let me bear it, if my soul be pure,
And let divinity grant your death's cure.
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