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Äŧül Sep 2018
Happy days are here forever to stay,
Always by our side find them we may,
Parting ways is never a thing to say,
Practically we are fitting each day,
Yolk is this of ours, getting prepared.

Best of both worlds are we two,
Imagine a life together with me,
Rid yourself of that negativity,
This space here is only for our love,
Happiness will always come on,
Delayed it may be but surely it comes,
Always remember that I'm here,
You wanted a mother again, I'm here as your lover.

Thanks for sharing your life with me,
Over the decades of my caring, healthier you will be.

Yes, we shall complete each other,
Of phoenixes, you will be a mother,
Up next is just our Love & only Love.

Part ways never with me,
Overcome health issues,
Overcome them with me,
Just absorb all of my love,
And just imagine my Love.
On 15 September 2018, Pooja Shah completed 22 years of age.
My HP Poem #1722
©Atul Kaushal
Äŧül Sep 2018
Don't be afraid,
My love.
We shall together learn to swim,
My love.
Through this stream of life,
My love.
It's a new experience for you,
My love.
And I just need to revise it properly.
My HP Poem #1721
©Atul Kaushal
Äŧül Sep 2018
Where's Oggy?
Where's Olivia "Oli"?
And where's Bob the Dog??
Where are Dee Dee, Joey and Marky?
Do you have any Sparrow?
Or do you have any Jill?
Do you think I am sarcastic?
My HP Poem #1720
©Atul Kaushal
Äŧül Sep 2018
Where's your pet Sparrow?
Did Edward Teach teach you?
Did you learn sailing from him?
Will you be a Blackbeard too?
Or would you rather not be?
My HP Poem #1719
©Atul Kaushal
Äŧül Sep 2018
How are you?
And how is Jill?
I gathered in KG,
That you fell down,
Broke your crown
And Jill came tumbling after.
You must have grown up by now.
My HP Poem #1718
©Atul Kaushal
Äŧül Sep 2018
I own your body,
I own your soul,
The one that owns your sorrows and gives you happiness,
I am that ethereal ghoul.
My HP Poem #1717
©Atul Kaushal
Äŧül Sep 2018
I shall be the August Landmesser.

Low I shall keep my arm en masse,
Of course I shall not hail the Führer,
Viewing my parents as the dictators,
Expect me they do to forget love of yours.

Yet I shall not comply with their orders,
Of course I shall always love only you,
Until I am successful, rest I shall not.
My HP Poem #1716
©Atul Kaushal
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