Àŧùl - Hello Poetry

Àŧùl Jul 2017

Smart was my first girlfriend,
Open minded she was a friend.

She was my 3rd crush,
Often she would blush,
Forget I'd all the rush,
The ***** of hers was so plush.

Why I remember our third kiss,
Ended it so sweetly in a bliss,
Royal caramel chocolate I miss,
Enthralling was her soft hiss.

Her memories I remember sharply,
Exceptional was my every reply,
Really my kisses were never haply.

Lies never ever appeared among us two,
In fact she wanted me to be her Mewtwo,
Penance she was my life number two,
S*he wanted to kiss me but atwo*.

I can't help how I always rhyme my poems.

My HP Poem #1641
©Atul Kaushal

#so #soft #were #her #lips #***** #was #plush #girlfriend

Jul 2017

haysia

Chances

Reading him is like solving a puzzle where chances of getting lost are much higher than getting it right.

#chances

Jul 2017

Jenn Linh

My missing piece

Fate or reality
Loves so rare ..
And how are we to know when we've truly found it?
Times flown by
What little memories swept away .. And months have been lost and all I can hope for is just hope that your well ..
As for me..
...I'm still here ..
Same as before
Imagining your presence as I've never had the chance to touch what beauty your heart bears
Quiet and still
My heart forever aches for you
I'm still here forever holding on.
Without a voice to your image
But words to my soul that make even the darkest parts of me illuminate.
You've built a fire within me
I don't know if it was sensed or felt by you in any way but ..
Now I'm alone burning with its torment.
We had spoke of this happening..
Fate and reality became real for us.

I believe I will never forget you and for a short period even if I'm to be only dreaming ... You were magical. I lay myself to sleep with what's last recalled of you .
To be parted with only a hope for fate to call upon us again

© Jenn Linh

Àŧùl Jul 2017

Loner

I speak of a sore loner,
A loner who had a *****,
And only his hands for help.

He's so scared of teenage pregnancy,
He spent his years juicing his sausage,
As he often got bored of 'his monotony'.

My HP Poem #1640
©Atul Kaushal

#loner #sore #hands #juice #the #sausage

Àŧùl Jul 2017

XodaRap

An ugly beautiful relationship,
Or
A beautifully ugly relationship.

A faithfully faithless lover,
Or
A faithlessly faithful lover.

My HP Poem #1639
©Atul Kaushal

#oxymoron #ugly #beautiful #beautifully #relationship #faithfully #faithless #faithlessly #faithful

Jul 2017

lex

All over you.

I don't know
how I feel.

It's hard
to put a label
on what
I don't know.

So, I'll remain here
sitting
contemplating
and
crying

all over you.

#feelings #love #labels #crying #sad

Àŧùl Jul 2017

Childhood Reminiscences

An ice candy,
A lollipop.
An orange toffee,
A chocolate.
An apple pie,
A doughnut.
None of them made me obese.

#i #miss #eating #many #delicacies