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Jan 5 · 471
Who I Write For
Äŧül Jan 5
I shall never ditch myself.

They twice brought me to life.

She showed me who would stay.
My HP Poem #1729
©Atul Kaushal
Dec 2018 · 185
Her Eyes
Äŧül Dec 2018
And I let them rhyme,
I write these words of mine,
Rhyme into a sweet poem divine.

When she blinks her eyes,
I see my angel & my Zahir,
Trust me, I don't tell any lies.

Black as night is her iris,
I look at her eyes with awe,
Hers - the most beautiful eyes.
My HP Poem #1728
©Atul Kaushal
Dec 2018 · 159
From The Oblivion
Äŧül Dec 2018
Things are hard in this fazy
Coz this fantasy is hazy
The love I express is crazy
More because I didn't get any of it razy
And now I get pulled being so lazy
The whole world seems so glazy
Oh, I'm trapped here - this place is mazy!

But I shall now be pacjent
Coz this love is so true
The way she's here, she'll stay
More because she loves me realnie
And now I hope that it blooms
My world and her world too
Oh, I want her here - her love is my Zahir!

My lover is very plochy
Coz she's very simple
The ideal match I've wanted
More because she's so wozniacki
And now I know what love is
My Pooja loves me too
Oh, I have her now - I want her forever!
Polski language words:
fazy: phase
razy: number of times
pacjent: patient
realnie: really, indeed
plochy: shy
wozniacki: intellectual

My HP Poem #1727
©Atul Kaushal
Dec 2018 · 459
Into The Oblivion
Äŧül Dec 2018
Back at a time
I met with a serious accident
No major bones fractured
Just intracranial injuries
The impact
Continues even now

Now in my PhD
I read a lot of scientific stuff
Memorize little
Reproduce lesser
Get myself
Even lesser marks

7th of May in 2010
Was the date unfortunate
On which I met
With the accident
Rode myself
Into The Oblivion
My HP Poem #1726
©Atul Kaushal
Oct 2018 · 676
Äŧül Oct 2018
My Progenitor along my Father,
She loves me as if She'll take care,
Of me and my needs today & forever.

My Mother is an inspiration for me,
She has tasted success after toiling for it,
Harder in nights than in days totally.

My studies were Her priority in my school days,
She is no different in these different college days,
Never does She let her mind divert Her gaze.

My language skills, I inherited from Herself,
She taught me Hindi, English & Kannada,
I learnt and honed the Sanskrit by myself.

My German & French are elementary, but,
She never discourages me or calls my efforts,
To learn them both, with passing time, rudimentary.

My health has been Her top priority,
She ignored Her own & there was a difficulty,
Her knees gave away and needed to be replaced.

My Father loves me too but my Mother is special,
She left Her beloved Karnataka to marry my father,
Now She looks after my Father as I am alright.

I am lucky, very lucky indeed, that I have them,
She is a living legend married to Another,
This poem is more about Her and a bit about my caring father too.

My Mother taught me how to speak,
How to speak and how to live, not just once,
But along my Father, she taught it all twice.

My Mother, along my Father, defines ***,
Probably this is the case with everybody,
But few realise it when Death makes a ****.

I have seen her weeping for me when I was unwell,
Now it's my obligatory duty apart from a natural one,
Her I shall make proud along with my father, not just once but always.
A slam poem that I wrote on 25 October 2018.
Place: Exhibition Unit, National Dairy Research Institute campus, Karnal
My HP Poem #1725
©Atul Kaushal
Oct 2018 · 3.4k
What's In A Name
Äŧül Oct 2018
6:30 PM 15/10/18 slam poem
"What's her name?" An excited voice whispered.
My benchmate asked me,
Just as the new girl entered,
With all her glowing ebony beauty.

I thought about something,
Ignored him and simply so,
Continuing my reading of the drama.

He prodded on like a nagging child,
"Tell me, Atul, what's her name?
Who's that **** girl?"

His whisper was loud enough now,
The girl heard it as she climbed,
Climbed higher on the back seats and how.

I glared at my benchmate,
In disappointment & disgust,
It was him who I had befriended.

'Him! I befriended him!! Out of them all!!!'
I thought about my vulnerability in our society,
But I did not react to him out of that anger.

I just said, "What's in a name?"
He raised his eyebrows and moaned, "Huh?"
I said with mirth, "Yes! Someone like you will get her renamed!"
7:00 PM
6:30 PM
Half-an-hour slam poem I wrote in the Literary Club at my PhD college.
A tribute to Nirbhaya and women safety all around the globe.
7:00 PM

My HP Poem #1724
©Atul Kaushal
Äŧül Sep 2018
I do not want to pile on,
But I am in sweet pain,
Just below the belt...

Pain due to nervousness,
My dad was unwell,
He got successfully operated...

He's my dear guardian Angel,
Sustained injury whilst protecting me,
I escaped with minor gashes.

He's undoubtedly the best father,
There may be any trouble on me,
But he's always standing on guard.

I strive to make my father feel proud,
And though I often fail to make him feel so,
I shall not give up hope that I shall make him feel proud.

Right now,
I am in pain,
I am unable to urinate.

But this pain is bearable,
I shall now help him recover,
My life is his blessings all over.
Maybe due to the subconscious tension about my father's recent surgery, I am unable to urinate after the morning bath but it will be alright.

Nothing scares me after my tete-a-tete with death for the 28 days in the comatose state and then the utterly painful but necessary physiotherapy. These bothersome little troubles are not something that I should be worried about now.

My HP Poem #1723
©Atul Kaushal
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 of ours is getting prepared.

Best of both worlds are we two,
Imagine a life together with me,
Rid yourself of that negativity,
The space here is for all lovely,
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 Love and only Love.

Part ways never with me,
Overcome health issues,
Overcome them with me,
Just absorb all of my love,
And all imagine only 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
Sep 2018 · 165
Hi Jack! (Part 3)
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
Sep 2018 · 195
Hi Jack! (Part 2)
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
Sep 2018 · 250
Hi Jack! (Part 1)
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
Sep 2018 · 142
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
Sep 2018 · 710
August Landmesser
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
Aug 2018 · 137
Bathykolpian Dreams
Äŧül Aug 2018
I envision a happy future,
You are underneath me
And the position is missionary.

And I am relishing your deep,
Lovely and **** valley
Of bathykolpian dreams.
My HP Poem #1715
©Atul Kaushal
Jul 2018 · 3.0k
The Pascal Units
Äŧül Jul 2018
I shall talk a bit about Pressure,
It's about how it you can measure,
Learn physics well & earn a treasure.
For all the physicists!
1 Pascal = 0.1019716212978 kg-N/m²
My HP Poem #1714
©Atul Kaushal
Äŧül Jul 2018
I got inducted into a PhD program.
I am very happy now.

Loving my days as they shine,
Over the edge I pushed sorrow,
Viewing my love grow mature,
Enjoying the achievements I am.

Putting consciously the efforts,
Onto hers and my own life too,
Over the hours of togetherness,
Jovially invested time & loyalty,
Actuating each other to do the best.
I am offered admission to a PhD program and I think that apart from my parents' guidance and my own efforts, my best friend Pooja Shah is to be credited for boosting my confidence and focus.

From August 1, begins a year of hardwork and dedication.

My HP Poem #1713
©Atul Kaushal
Jul 2018 · 179
How Much I Love You
Äŧül Jul 2018
I very truly love you,
You are so sure about it.
But how much I love you,
You have a vague idea of it.
But you have a clear idea of,
Yes, how dearly you want me.
And also I want you as dearly.
My HP Poem #1712
©Atul Kaushal
Jun 2018 · 355
My Best Friend, My Pooh
Äŧül Jun 2018
I never had a best friend in my life till I met you,
All I had were normal friends who were not close,
Or fake lovers.

The most genuine friend I have is none other than you,
I consider it lucky that me as a best friend you chose,
Your love is as scented as a rose.

And I will not ever disappoint you my friend,
I am learning youthful ways from you now,
Of our friendship there lies not at all an end,
They will notice us only getting closer & how.

For you, My Pooh, I write this poem as I am really happy today remembering all the good times that we are spending together.

Yes, I am possessive and selfish when I ask you solely and solemnly for myself,
Not because I am negative, but more so because I am hopeful that our sun will shine,
Your happiness is my main motive as I motivate you to stay strong for yourself,
Not because I will gain something out of it but as you are going to be happy in future.

In you I have seen an Angel,
So helpful and kind you are,
Motherly care for future family,
Now I conclude this post buddy.
My HP Poem #1711
©Atul Kaushal
May 2018 · 234
I Wish That I Were A Wizard
Äŧül May 2018
If I were a sweet wizard,
I will apparate by your side right now.

If I were a nursing wizard,
I will wave a hand to heal you.

If I were a guard wizard,
You will not be afraid of any lizard.

If I were a romantic wizard,
I will write the sweetest words you want to read.

If I were a Godly wizard,
I will bring back your Consciousness.

If I were a complete wizard,
You will not be so sad.

But you are sad as I ain't a wizard,
Not even a professional success.

You are plighted with miseries,
Not filled with dreamy happiness.

Since I am not an older woman,
You can never aptly find your mother in me.

As you are sad now,
I feel so worthless.

But trust me, my Dear Future Wife,
I will definitely make it up to you.

I will pamper you like your mum,
But only if you feel my love, Dear.
My HP Poem #1710
©Atul Kaushal
May 2018 · 246
I Wish That I Was A Bubble
Äŧül May 2018
And that you were an infant.
I shall appear from your mouth
And I would pop before you knew.
For my dear Pooh Bear.

My HP Poem #1709
©Atul Kaushal
May 2018 · 447
First Own Residence
Äŧül May 2018
For the first time in my life,
I now live in a home of my own,
Regardless of the financial constraints,
Sweet parents built this dwelling,
Then I also pumped some capital.

Of late, we sold our previous property,
Well, I planned & cracked the deal,
Now we have this new bigger home.

Regards to my parents are never going to be enough,
Especially when we went through my accident saga,
Salty moist memories do not follow me now,
Indian, this Anugraha looks so graceful,
Darkness of night fails to take away the sheen,
Enjoying my time here in the life,
Not forgetting who made this house a home,
Call them I do my sweet and kind parents,
Even the darkest memories seem to fade away.
Our new home is called Anugraha, a word that means grace.

I am very happy that we are now living in a home that is our own.

Before this, I lived in the NDRI Karnal campus in a rented accommodation.

The close-to-nature Government-funded National Dairy Research Institute campus I will dearly miss but I am really satisfied with this new place that I now call home and even my best friend and future wife Pooja Shah will have a leisurely home in future. I am very happy that I finally live in a home that I can call my own.

My HP Poem #1708
©Atul Kaushal
Apr 2018 · 417
Audacity Of Humanity
Äŧül Apr 2018
Human life is not weak,
And it is very audacious.
Nearing its extinction,
Humanity was in the 1300s.
But humanity resurged,
Even after the great famine,
And the Black Death too.
My HP Poem #1707
©Atul Kaushal
Apr 2018 · 408
Dear Pooh Bear
Äŧül Apr 2018
Dear Pooh Bear
I can never get over
The memory of your scent.

Never let me
Find you gone and
Just stay here until the end.

We have a dream
To pursue and achieve
For our cute next generation.
My HP Poem #1706
©Atul Kaushal
Mar 2018 · 405
Why They Will Be Jealous
Äŧül Mar 2018
A new kind of acrostic for my Pooja:

While observing this love of ours,
Over the time this world will be jealous.
Me you will always find by your side,
But we won't let 'em drain our hours,
Mine you are solely & I am only yours,
Over the decades, they will observe us,
We will rather enjoy our lovely showers.

Yes, my love, we are going to be happy,
Over the long time span of several years,
Under the blessings bestowed upon us,
Rose of our love has no thorns,
Up above into the bed of soft clouds,
Onto our heads from the divine mother,
Yes, my love, it'll be her blessing for us.

I love you and that's an irreversible fact,
Nostalgia of her loving caring nature is here,
Toss all the worry away into the water,
Onto the surface of an agitated stream,
Think of us both as the same entity,
Never fear the outcome of a nicely done job,
I am your friend and your mother.

Cool whispers will make their way,
Onto your ears they will make ways,
Medley of pop songs they will play,
Even though we will have differences,
My love you cherish, multiply & reflect,
Over the moonlit sky so dark blue,
Calling all the best caring careful souls.

We, you and me, are blessed to be together,
It's as if we were never different actually,
Let's not worry about the unknown future,
Let's just receive what comes with open arms,
Let's not fear anything that has not happened yet,
It's impractical to worry about the unknown,
What if we succeed should be our thought.

Because you love me like you have never loved,
And I love you exactly like you ever wanted,
Being together should be our foremost priority,
Yes, with each other we are creating magic,
But this is just a hint of our potential together,
And we are capable of a lot more after marriage,
Because you and I love each other so much.

Another thing about this love of ours,
A baby will come into your ****.
Reverse quarternary artistic acrostic poem.

My HP Poem #1705
©Atul Kaushal
Feb 2018 · 559
Äŧül Feb 2018
I was born with a morose luck.

Awnings of my eyelids contain it,
Meaning to contain the deluge.

Love me not with anything restricting you,
Onto my future, you should move,
Not carrying the baggage of your past,
Genteel breezes of your breath, me they heal,
Into the future you must step with me,
Not worrying about negative things,
Guest you be mine and just accompany me.

Few to wait are more years,
Over the long and lanky,
Rosy and sunny days.

Yes, only your love saves me,
On the days of loneliness,
Under the wicked sky,
Rugged are otherwise my feelings.

Lost in the past is my sweetheart,
Ostensible is my love for you,
Veering away from it you are,
Expecting I am this exclusivity.
I am longing for your love

My HP Poem #1704
©Atul Kaushal
Feb 2018 · 870
A Poem For My Lover
Äŧül Feb 2018
Dear Pooh Bear
I can never get over
The memory of your scent.

Never let me
Find you gone and
Just stay here until the end.

We have a dream
To pursue and achieve
For our cute next generation.
My HP Poem #1703
©Atul Kaushal
Jan 2018 · 448
Patience, My Love
Äŧül Jan 2018
Patience is the word
Of the wise, spoken
Or written through
Jargon of expertise
And experience...
My HP Poem #1702
©Atul Kaushal
Jan 2018 · 422
Äŧül Jan 2018
I am the best.
I Am Not An Avatar

Aiming for immortality I am not,
Mortal I am happy and content.

Traveling I met with an accident,
Hoping to reach home I was,
Expecting the mishap not.

But I still fought my life back,
Except I have been surely fitter,
Still I have never been more alive,
The Angels of death were left craving.
Assurance by a nearly immortal lover for his dear lover, Pooh Bear.

My HP Poem #1702
©Atul Kaushal
Jan 2018 · 344
My Baby
Äŧül Jan 2018
You need me to be around round the clock,
Obviously, you are lovelorn far from me,
Unsatisfied, although, you're definitely not.

Again, I want to look at your beautiful fingers,
Rosy nails of your hands, I will never forget,
Especially the skin on your beautiful hands.

Soft and tender are your thoughts,
Often you bring me to comfy slots.

How you own me is unknown to you,
Ears yours are so gorgeous & beautiful,
Awe-filled are my moments with you,
Violets and peaceful greens I love yours,
Even your tiniest responses are heart-rending,
Not just in the moment but for a lifetime,
Long lost lover from a past birth you are,
You are my eternal lover and my baby.

Caring for you I am now and forever,
Understanding my love you are,
Thanks for accepting my love,
E**thereal you are in my life.
My HP Poem #1701
©Atul Kaushal
Jan 2018 · 343
Our Love
Äŧül Jan 2018
You love me like a cute and young Goddess,
I can't ever feel that I have loved you enough,
My potential of loving you is unreal and Godly.

You, loving me, make hundred times the progress,
I just need to maintain my love over each trough,
My lover, you are so very much cute & Godly.
Follow my writings on

My HP Poem #1700
©Atul Kaushal
Jan 2018 · 361
Äŧül Jan 2018
I got my first job.

Lesser than expected salary,
Otherwise, I'm very happy,
Very satisfied I'm as well,
Except for that change it I will.

You inspired me, Pooh Bear,
Of a bright future, I'm a holder,
Utopic partner, you're my beholder.
My HP Poem #1699
©Atul Kaushal
Jan 2018 · 652
Newer Horizons
Äŧül Jan 2018
Though they outsource manufacturing,
The major profit stays within the nation.

Micromax Canvas Infinity is definitively a great device.
Both Pooja and I have got one each of this fantastic device.

My HP Poem #1698
©Atul Kaushal
Äŧül Jan 2018
I am the soul that you have regained,
I am even the best crush you ever had.
I am the love story that will never end,
I am yours as if I have always been yours.
I am always ready to adjust and to bend,
I am ready just for you and only for you.
I am proud to stay happy with you only...
My HP Poem #1697
©Atul Kaushal
Jan 2018 · 385
Helen of Troy
Äŧül Jan 2018
No, I don't understand her...
Who was Helen of Troy...
Who exactly Helen was...
Or what was Troy...
An ancient Greek city...
Was Helen a citizen of that city?
Or maybe she was not...

They also mention Troy to be a Hero...
A Hero from Greece...
Was Helen of Troy a bacteria then!?!
Did she live inside Troy's bowels!?!
So unique!
They fought over a bacteria!
Killed so many for a bacteria then!
My HP Poem #1696
©Atul Kaushal
Jan 2018 · 441
Superman Returns & Farts
Äŧül Jan 2018
If Superman farts
His cape is set afloat
Then it is appropriate
For Indians to sing
The retro Bollywood
Peppy number:
"Hawa Mein Udta Jaaye
Tera Laal Dupatta Malmal Ka
** Tera Laal Dupatta Malmal Ka!
** Ji! ** Ji!"

As the song means:
*"It flutters in the wind,
Your red muslin scarf,
Oh your red muslin scarf!
Oh yeah! Oh yeah!!"
Inspired by an Indian Hindi language joke

My HP Poem #1695
©Atul Kaushal
Jan 2018 · 526
Good Morning
Äŧül Jan 2018
This morning calls out to me
and it tells me that the day,
It is going to be a good one
as with all the days with you.
My HP Poem #1694
©Atul Kaushal
Jan 2018 · 281
Äŧül Jan 2018
Loving you I discovered myself,
Loving you I've attained Nirvaṇa.
Loving you I've defined my Karma,
Loving you I've adopted my Dharma,
Loving you I've found my identity,
Loving you I've moulded my life,
Loving you I've known myself.

Loving you is my sole mission,
Loving you is my only passion,
Loving you is my raging fashion,
Loving you is my loyalty creation,
Loving you is my full regression,
Loving you is my lonely lotion,
Loving you is my fuller ration.

Loving you never was a regret,
Loving you I have recounted it all,
Loving you is a thing I always knew.
This one is for you, my darling best friend Pooh Bear, like all other poems of mine.

Regression: Past life regression, recounting one's previous birth.

My HP Poem #1693
©Atul Kaushal
Dec 2017 · 251
Counting Blessings
Äŧül Dec 2017
Try to count her blessings in your life and even your hair strands will be so few,
Just accept me as a worldly avatar of hers and each moment will only be so new.
My HP Poem #1692
©Atul Kaushal
Dec 2017 · 633
Perfect Love
Äŧül Dec 2017
His mother was cheated by his father,
Then his mother spent her life in resentment,
And he was deprived of his mother's love.

But then ultimately he found his lover,
The one who gave his life a new contentment,
And she gave his life the much needed love.

He ultimately gained the love of his life,
She regained her mother's spiritual love,
And it was a win-win situation for them both.
My HP Poem #1691
©Atul Kaushal
Dec 2017 · 404
Mayonnaise of Love
Äŧül Dec 2017
I am very healthy,
In perfect health,
For both of us, and,
Our future children too.
This 'Mayonnaise' here,
It's only for you, and,
Only you will use it,
Your health will only improve.
My HP Poem #1690
©Atul Kaushal
Dec 2017 · 209
Tinted Love
Äŧül Dec 2017
_       _
\/\/\/\/\/      \/\/\/\/\/
This festival      of our love
It'll never ever end my dear
Never will I make you feel
Tumultuous, sad or blue
End this'll ne'er o lover
Dissident I'll never be

So beautiful is your ❤
My HP Poem #1689
©Atul Kaushal
Dec 2017 · 227
The Sweet Distance
Äŧül Dec 2017
I* talk of my days and my nights.

Mind the gap I won't when we meet,
I will embrace you just so very tight,
So very sweet will be the experience,
Soon one day we'll be together in each other's arms.

You will feel completed by my pieces,
Of my empire you will be the queen,
U**nder the same ceiling we will sleep.
My HP Poem #1688
©Atul Kaushal
Äŧül Dec 2017
Love and caretaker: For her, it is me
Love and responsibility: For me, it is she
Love and togetherness: For her, it is me
Love and argument: For me, it is she
Love and youth: For her, it is me
Love and fun: For me, it is she
Love and life: We two, for each other

Me, my life's worship
(the word used for worship was Pooja in Kannada)

- A non-resident Kannadiga

Kannada text:

ಸ್ನೇಹ ಮತ್ತು ಚಿಂತೆ ಮಾಡೊವನು: ಅವಳಿಗೆ ನಾನೆ
ಸ್ನೇಹ ಮತ್ತು ಜವಾಬ್ದಾರಿ: ಅವಳೆ ನನಗೆ
ಸ್ನೇಹ ಮತ್ತು ವಿತ್: ಅವಳಿಗೆ ನಾನೆ
ಸ್ನೇಹ ಮತ್ತು ದ್ವೇಷ: ಅವಳೆ ನನಗೆ
ಸ್ನೇಹ ಮತ್ತು ಯೌವನ: ಅವಳಿಗೆ ನಾನೆ
ಸ್ನೇಹ ಮತ್ತು ಮೋಜಿನ: ಅವಳೆ ನನಗೆ
ಸ್ನೇಹ ಮತ್ತು ಜೀವನ: ನಾವು ಇಬ್ಬರೂ, ನಮ್ಮ ಇಬ್ಬರಿಗೂ.

ನಾನು, ನನ್ನ ಜೀವನದಾ ಪೂಜಾ.

- ಒಬ್ಬ ಹೊರನಾಡ ಕನ್ನಡಿಗ
A translation of a quote by me on YourQuote.

My HP Poem #1687
©Atul Kaushal
Dec 2017 · 354
I Am Not Worried
Äŧül Dec 2017
I* am unfazed by minor tiffs we have.

Little do I get bothered by them,
Over past few weeks we have argued,
Very much with each other that too,
Early on response better be calm.

Yes, you love me unconditionally too,
Over the problems of life we go,
Under that milder sun we will fly.

Promised me you have your hand,
On my way towards you I have been,
Of high faithfulness I am a strong box,
Join you me, come and just marry me,
A**tul Kaushal awaits your arrival here.
My HP Poem #1686
©Atul Kaushal
Dec 2017 · 265
The Wasted Candidates
Äŧül Dec 2017
They are so hard to contain,
How each one was produced,
In each of the kidney beans,
Not the pulses I talk about,
Kidney beans in a man.

Should be enough experienced,
Exceeding her expectations I will be,
Xeroxing people will be my love,
Y**et they will fail each and every time.
My HP Poem #1685
©Atul Kaushal
Äŧül Dec 2017
Don't you get tired, Dear Uncle Time?

Well, it's a different case with her,
My lover, she does get tired,
Her afternoon nap keeps her cuter.
A second expression.

My HP Poem #1684
©Atul Kaushal
Dec 2017 · 204
There Sleeps All My Beauty
Äŧül Dec 2017
Look there - my beauty sleeps!
Oh my dear pal Time steer,
Why do you overwork?

Take some rest, over here,
Let her rest & rejuvenate,
Allow her to sleep till dark.

Come, pal Time, let us bargain,
And you settle for a slower pace,
She's tired, my baby, let her sleep.
Personification of time.

My HP Poem #1684
©Atul Kaushal
Äŧül Dec 2017
I* just know that you will never let me feel alone.

Loneliness does not scare me any longer,
Or even the thought that I might lose you ever,
Virgin I will love to perish in my life here,
Except you, I will bed anyone never.

Your body is so very amazingly gorgeous,
Of a beautiful heart it's a temple so gorgeous,
U**nder the wicked sky of loneliness it gives me relief.
Another demonstrative flash poem about secondary acrostic poems that I told my best friend Pooja Shah when she needed to be reminded about the name of the *acrostic poems*.

My HP Poem #1683
©Atul Kaushal
Dec 2017 · 703
Äŧül Dec 2017
Pubs don't give the intoxication,
Or not even the simple pulsation,
Of the kind that issues from our love,
Just stay awake with me, Pooja,
A**wesome will be our married life.
A demonstrative flash poem about primary acrostic poems that I told my best friend Pooja Shah when she needed to be reminded about the name of "acrostic poems".

My HP Poem #1683
©Atul Kaushal
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