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Àŧùl Jun 2020
Because I can.
My HP Poem #1674
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jun 2020
Robert Clive.
He was an agent of the Brutish British,
And he brought misery to my Bhaarat.
My HP Poem #1854
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jun 2020
For me, she is the dream I am living,
Right, every second of the day,
I have to pinch myself again & again,
Especially when she says the golden words,
Nearly fainting, I control myself,
Desperate to be her to be my wife,
Sweeter possibilities beckon us both.

For her, I am her living guardian angel,
Of paradise, she's a beautiful citizen,
River Brahmputra washes her soul,
Expedited she has the delivery of happiness,
Victory will be ours, our love will win,
Enjoying we shall be the struggle,
Reason it for separating, we shall not.

My dream girl, she is the cutest in the world,
I am so lucky that I know her, I know an incarnation,
To Đévī Kāmākhyā, I bow my head,
At long last, she came to my life,
Lesser she feels like a stranger,
In the jigsaw of my life, she has all the missing pieces.

An angel must have smiled and nodded,
To The Power's commands,
Unlimited potential for happiness and romance,
Love and faithfulness are our virtues.
My HP Poem #1853
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jun 2020
For you, I am an artist,
My art is music,
My art is love.

For you, I am a soldier,
My duty is guarding,
My duty is protecting.

You lost someone special,
I'm an addition new,
Do not worry, dear,
I'm here to stay here.
My HP Poem #1852
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl May 2020
You shine on my horizon,
Like a nascent rainbow,
After the shower of invisible tears.

To your wrist, I want to hold on,
May I never see you go,
Now that my love towers.

Mares & studs run amok,
In my mind, they so do,
And they sprint around in circles.

Enthused by the falling droplets,
Even peacocks dance,
In my mind, I am all smiles.

The beautiful aura of yours,
I see it with inner eyes,
That of a Đévī it closely resembles.

In your eyes, I see a infantile glint,
Not many get it, darling,
You are my first baby girl.

All the beauty in my world,
Now shines 'cause of you, and
I try to summate it in written word.
My HP Poem #1851
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl May 2020
Lovers, like me, dear lady,
You'll see, are found fictionally,
Or maybe in your dearest dreams.

That mythical true lover,
Someone you've craved for,
Maybe since forever and ever.

I am him, I am him, I am him.
Lovers like me, you'll see in literature or maybe just your dreams.

My HP Poem #1849
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl May 2020
Every tiny bit about you,
I love it, yes, I do.
I feel elated and elevated,
Each night, I promise to hold you tight,
Only as tight to make you feel warm,
To make you feel that you are only mine.
My dear Mitali suggested the title.
My HP Poem #1848
©Atul Kaushal
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