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Àŧùl Apr 2020
Corona made people Jäïn,
People are turning vegetarian.

Stock markets made us Đïgämbär Jäïn,
Now we're pauper & don't have any clothes.

Đïgämbär Jäïn don't wear any clothes,
They stay **** as a part of their penance.
My HP Poem #1841
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Apr 2020
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I find your cheeks so smooth.

Love undying has found you,
Of all the beauty in the world,
Victorious I am over your love,
Escape the blues I do with you.

Your voice is also the smoothest,
Oh – you sing hymns of Křšņä,
Under wicked sky, me you pacify.

Most precious gift is your smoothness,
I shall definitely relish your beauty,
Tasked with your happiness,
Ah, I shall love to know your knitty-gritty,
Loving me will be your goodness,
I am here forever to stay.
My HP Poem #1839
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Apr 2020
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I have been in love before, yes, but read on.

Lesser I was treasured,
Of my efforts I was never respected,
Vines of their mockeries and deceit,
Even pushed me to self-destruction.

You finally descended, love,
Oh you did & I shall always be happy,
Untill I have you by my side.

My dear enamorata,
I am so very lucky, and,
Truly jinxed by your beauty,
Aim of a romantic life,
Lies in front of us,
I shall never stop being lovingly.
My HP Poem #1838
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Apr 2020
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Be My Doll

Be my doll,
I want to play with you.

Be my doll,
I want to decorate you.

Be my doll,
I want to change your clothes.

Be my doll,
I want to desecrate you.

Be my doll,
I want to possess you.

Be my doll,
I want to pick you in my arms.

Be my doll,
I want to keep you with me.

Be my doll,
I want to marry you.

Be my lady,
I want you to take me as your lord.
My HP Poem #1837
©Atul Kaushal
  Apr 2020 Àŧùl
Mitali Das
प्रसन्नता सी झूमने लगती है
तेरी एक बूंद से ही,
भर-भर के जब तुम आती हो,
एक पल के लिए कहूं,
कुछ पल तो ठहर जा,
मेरे अतृप्त मन को तो भर जा।

बिन बुलाए अतिथि जैसे आए तुम
लेकिन तुम्हारी प्रतीक्षा नैनों में रहे,
ऐसी अनुभूति लाते हो तुम।

मुझ हेतु एक अप्राप्य सौगात हो तुम,
मार्ग देखें जिसकी कोई हृदय के रोगी,
और वह नए-नए प्रेम के बंधन में हो जो।
किंतु,
भयभीत होते हैं कच्चे घर,
वह जिनकी रोटी भी अपेक्षा से आधी है।
प्रसन्नता का उपहार जहाँ कुछ के लिए,
दुःख के सागर भी तुमने भर के दिए।
एक ओर तुम्हारी हर एक बूंद जहाँ किसी के स्मित का कारण है,
वहीं दूसरी ओर यही अश्रुओं का कारण भी है।

टप, टप, टप बरसो हल्के-हल्के।।।
Àŧùl Mar 2020
Our Āryāvärŧä is in danger,
Our home planet since eternity,
Now we must all perform an exodus.

A mass exodus wasn't something we planned,
It's an emergency as our planet disintegrates,
Our home has now endured a nuclear war.

The third orb in the Helios system supports life,
We must vacate this planet and go to that one,
We must, regretfully, forget our memories.

The planet currently houses primitive life,
We shall escape this unfortunate nuclear strife,
We need to utilize that planet for our own good.

The big C that kills us here,
It would not be there,
At least for the time being.

We shall go the Āryän speed,
Call the planet Přŧhvī now,
Since we need a Mother.

Goodbye, oh planet Āryāvärŧä,
You were the Hïnđū Māŧřä Bhūmï,
Now New Horizons we must choose.
My HP Poem #1835
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Mar 2020
I shall be there for you,
You only need to promise me.

I need your words of passion,
You must say the words of assurance.
My HP Poem #1834
©Atul Kaushal
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