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May 2017 · 318
Wherever Far You May Go
Àŧùl May 2017
Wherever far you may go,
To whichever world,
This world is the only truth,
Rest is just a grief.

While you are smiling,
Everyone is a relative.
But when you weep,
Then you are all alone,
And you have to trod upon thorns,
Laughing becomes a pain.

Wherever far you may go...

Only disgrace stays,
Forget about benefaction.
All passion disappears,
Forget about cheerfulness.

Wherever far you may go...

The shade of a tree,
It is the least selfish.
Selflessly it gives shelter,
To all birds & animals alike.

Wherever far you may go,
To whichever world,
This world is the only truth,
Rest is just a grief.
Inspired by an Indian song in Kannada language.

My HP Poem #1553
©Atul Kaushal
May 2017 · 406
There's A Lot
Àŧùl May 2017
There's a lot,
Passing between,
You and me,
Suddenly.
There's a lot,
Passing between,
You and me,
Suddenly.

Though we are separate now,
On different lands...
But we have walked along,
Holding hands...

There's a lot,
Passing between,
You and me,
Suddenly...

Though we are distant now,
So far away...
But we have moved along,
Hips in sway...

There's a lot,
Passing between,
You and me,
Suddenly...
It's an original song of mine.

My HP Poem #1552
©Atul Kaushal
May 2017 · 355
I Want To Be Loved
Àŧùl May 2017
My parents love me verily, true,
Yet I still feel the need for love, truer.

In the deepest hour of night,
Dawns a realization that they are mortal,
Everyday I feel so scared,
Alone if I am to stay,
Loneliness will **** me.

Loved by parents I am, but
Often I am so alone,
Very sad is this heart,
Engraved deep inside it,
R**osy name of my ideal lover.
My parents are of an average of 58.5 years now.

I hope that they live a long and healthy life until I die.

It is my requirement because apart from them I have no one else to call my own and I can't ever get married either.

My HP Poem #1551
©Atul Kaushal
May 2017 · 1.1k
My Best Memories
Àŧùl May 2017
My best memories are not with her,
And I will forever remember them,
The reason I built my imagination,
Till my childhood was there to stay,
Enjoying the imaginary car crashes,
Less than an ambition it was never.

How clearly I remember myself,
Often playing with glistening toys,
They were mostly cars and tracks,
When my mind drove 'em like an elf,
Healing my loneliness with their jumps,
Eyes glittering with the picturization,
Ears hearing the imaginary blasts,
Love was simple & objective then,
S**eemed the best life to a kid me.
My Mattel Hotwheels toy car collection used to be the biggest in the city.
I wonder if I still have it in the store room.

My HP Poem #1550
©Atul Kaushal
May 2017 · 265
The First Time
Àŧùl May 2017
Knowing that it was at my home,
And right in front of where I sleep,
Now I hold her tight in my arms,
Under her chin I put my fingers,
Pull her blushing face upwards,
Reading her thoughts in her eyes,
I now peck her lips so delicately,
Yes I am going to remember this,
And I will not kiss anyone else.

Kissing for me was just pecking,
I'm thinking not of a French Kiss,
Suddenly I felt her mouth open,
Slithered out her tongue then,
Enjoying she is this moment,
Dry lips of mine felt her saliva.

My inexperienced self fumbled,
Enjoying she was but I pause.

Fix my eyes open on her shut ones,
I can't explain the feeling properly,
Remember the moment I'll forever,
Suddenly her eyes open on pause,
Till ages I'll 'member the look on her face.
Acrostic
My HP Poem #1549
©Atul Kaushal
May 2017 · 1.1k
Emerging India!
Àŧùl May 2017
The under 17 football team of India,
It has beaten the Italian team, yeah!
My HP Poem #1548
©Atul Kaushal
May 2017 · 576
Stone Hearted Lover
Àŧùl May 2017
O stone hearted lover,
I considered you mine,
My own God of love.
I made a big mistake,
Oh what I thought,
And what turned out.
O stone hearted lover...

Carrying your face in my heart,
I would even walk on cinders,
You're still there where I prayed,
I am still where you'd left me.
There's no crazy lover like me,
O stone hearted lover...

I had thought when the nights,
Become too much desolate,
The fire of faith in her heart,
It will enlighten my path.
When I got hit then I knew,
O stone hearted lover...

Wish you had known him,
The one you have rejected,
Not just a mirror or a crystal,
You have downed a divine heart.
Now even my skies are barren,
O stone hearted lover...
My HP Poem #1547
©Atul Kaushal
May 2017 · 515
Daring Darling?
Àŧùl May 2017
The English Miss,
She was teaching tenses,
And suddenly my benchpartner,
He stood up and went out of the door!

"Such a daring darling!"
She exclaimed while looking at the door,
She made no attempts to prevent him,
"Was getting bored & walked away!"

I shook my head in negation,
Clicked my tongue crisply,
And I had her attention,
So I added jeeringly...

*"Miss English -,"
"- He did not get bored,"
"He wasn't even listening!"
"He was just sleepwalking!"
My HP Poem #1546
©Atul Kaushal
May 2017 · 646
Not Written In My Destiny
Àŧùl May 2017
An old hag, I tell ya,
She read my palm,
And revealed it.

That only momentary pleasures,
Were written in my destiny,
Of varying measures.

I agree to some extent,
Only torment is permanent,
As pleasures are just temporary.

Lost within myself they often get,
Like a delightful chocolate bar,
Akin to one from a beer bar.

Dissatisfied with every happiness,
Half filled with unspilled tears,
The other half of lost years.
My HP Poem #1545
©Atul Kaushal
May 2017 · 568
Patience & Luck
Àŧùl May 2017
I had been extremely patient,
Wish she was a bit mature too.
With my love she was lucky,
I so wish that I was lucky too.
Hope she showered love on me,
Not a zombie but I am a human too.
But it is Karma and it is not yet shining!
My HP Poem #1544
©Atul Kaushal
May 2017 · 407
Come To Me
Àŧùl May 2017
Oh my baby come to me,
Your daddy will raise you,
Efficiently & very caringly.

Baby, I will never let you feel alone,
Absinthe of your mum won't touch you,
Brazenness of hers will be steered clear,
You will mature into a human with heart.

I will stay by your side till I die.

Living with you will be my reward,
On this life it will be a blessing,
Versatile will be your daddy,
Even mum I will be for you.

You will grow up a human of principles,
On Judgement Day, you will go to heavens,
U**nder this sky you will be cared for by Angels.
Single fathers rock!

This poem has a backstory where the mum abandoned the family right after childbirth.

My HP Poem #1543
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl May 2017
They who do work for Me,
They who work for righteousness,
They who look upon Me as a goal,
They who set Prabhu as their goal,
They who worship Me free from attachment,
They who just lose track of everything else in worship,
Who are free from enmity to all creatures,
Who practice vegetarianism and peace,
They come to Me.**
They reach heaven.
My HP Poem #1542
©Atul Kaushal
May 2017 · 229
Let It Come
Àŧùl May 2017
It's almost time,
I'm very tired,
Let it come.
My HP Poem #1541
©Atul Kaushal
May 2017 · 1.4k
Required: A Nerdmaid!
Àŧùl May 2017
A** beautiful person is sought,
To fill in colours of happiness,
Upon a big blank page of mine,
Love pearls could be rethreaded.

Now success is on the horizon,
Even though I have tried all along,
Every time I have failed to achieve,
Drawing even closer to success is life,
So have been the recent days of mine.

Loneliness haunts me like ghosts,
Of the future-past will have come,
Vanished from my life are all joys,
Edging closer to the end of my days.
A nerdmaid is a beautiful and intelligent woman.

My HP Poem #1540
©Atul Kaushal
May 2017 · 320
Just Two Years Ago
Àŧùl May 2017
Just two years ago,
I was so happy!
And what about now?
Now I am just hapless.

There's no hope,
Vanished is every joy!
And guess what?
You took it all away.

You had brought it in,
Now you only snatched it!
And what now?
I am searching for happiness.

I search it within myself,
But have had no success!
And what reason?
Addicted I had grown to you.

Everything screams your name,
I had become too much attached!
And what keeps me?
A small hope for the future.
My HP Poem #1539
©Atul Kaushal
May 2017 · 417
Memories
Àŧùl May 2017
I* love to linger on the memories.

Let them be the good ones,
Or be them the sour memories,
View them in repeat mode,
Even if they turn bitter finally.

You might remember it too,
Once I loved you through,
U**nloving was not impossible for you.
My HP Poem #1538
©Atul Kaushal
May 2017 · 1.3k
This Is Why I Am So Special
Àŧùl May 2017
A** baby was born to two angels,
Sweet more than honey he was,
Page another in history added,
Enriched as the parent's beloved,
Rosary of loneliness he beaded,
Groups he was always hesitated,
Enshrined in my body he was,
Robbed of happiness always,
Securing his own spheres.
I have been diagnosed with the adult version of Asperger's Syndrome and it is not a disease but it is just a condition where slight to extreme repulsiveness to the social spheres creeps up the nerves of a really intelligent fellow due to the sequence of events in their life and they usually have a high IQ but fail to understand social interactions.

My HP Poem #1537
©Atul Kaushal
May 2017 · 765
Higher
Àŧùl May 2017
"I will take you higher,"* he had said.
"Where will you take me,"* she demanded.
"Beyond the stars & nebulae," he professed.
"How will you take me there," she whispered.
"Come down on me as I sleep," he paused.
"And what will you do," she continued.
"Then I will take you higher," he gabbled.
"What is going to be your next move," she moaned.
"Land on me subtly, my lover," he invited.
"Oh sure, my fomenter," she groaned.
"As my rocket will launch," he gibbered.
"Oh yeah, my crazy tormentor," she cried.
"On a higher level our happiness will be."* he splattered.
My HP Poem #1536
©Atul Kaushal
May 2017 · 433
Did I Not See It Coming Up
Àŧùl May 2017
Why did I forget that I am a mortal,
How could I just ignore that fact?
I am merely a mortal loving another,
Perplexed I am why she ever left.

Why should I waste my time,
On another immature person?
Either way I lose precious hours,
Should let her go and live on.

Remembering her is not worthy,
Edging each year closer to thirty.
Every day I realise my waning age,
Living in the self-made cage.

I had never foreseen her leave,
Not for that I was always truthful.
These memories are all I have,
On the dreary nights handful.

Most of the visions for future,
Interest waning away from life.
No, she wouldn't ever be here,
Ex- she won't ever be my wife.

Maybe I need to broaden my spectrum,
India is the land I took this birth in.
Now I live searching for a plectrum,
Exact fit for my life's good guitarin'.
My HP Poem #1535
©Atul Kaushal
May 2017 · 2.1k
Unexpected Freshness
Àŧùl May 2017
It behaved as the young dove,
I started chasing elusive love,
It shielded its valuable trove,
I found it hidden in the cove,
It smelt so fresh like the clove,
I gave it a much needed shove,
It fumbled right into my glove.
My HP Poem #1534
©Atul Kaushal
May 2017 · 585
7 Commandments of Love
Àŧùl May 2017
1.* I love you!!!
2. It can't be undone
3. I prefer that you reflect
4. My feelings for you are pure
5. I'll never find you gone
6. It'll only get better
7.** I'm immortal
I am the immortal lover.
The love for you will not die ever.
It doesn't matter if you love me or don’t.
Even if I die, my memories will love you.

My HP Poem #1533
©Atul Kaushal
May 2017 · 816
Oh My Lover!
Àŧùl May 2017
FEMALE
Oh my lover, oh my lover!
We are two bodies with connected lives,
We are the desires of the same heart.
Oh my lover, oh my lover!

I surrendered my body & soul to you,
Nothing remains that I call mine.
The love I hope to get from you,
Even God can't fulfill this hope of mine.
Since the day we belong to each other,
We know nothing about the world over.
We are the desires of the same heart,
Oh my lover, oh my lover!

MALE
They narrate that in the world of love,
Two hearts are seldom compatible.
If they are compatible somewhere,
Even shadows of others don't enter there,
Even shadows of others don't enter there.
What situation now meets our lives,
Lest I name it or just remain amazed.
We are the desires of the same heart,
Oh my lover, oh my lover!

FEMALE
My lover, our this union,
Is as if is Ganga-Yamuna's union.
The truth has come to fore,
The dream has passed before,
The dream has passed before.
This land belongs to humans,
We are nothing else but humans,
We are the desires of the same heart,
Oh my lover, oh my lover!

MALE
Oh my lover, oh my lover!
We are two bodies with connected lives,
We are the desires of the same heart.
Oh my lover, oh my lover!

FEMALE*
Oh-oh-oh!
My HP Poem #1532
©Atul Kaushal
May 2017 · 525
What I Know
Àŧùl May 2017
After 6 passing affairs,
Now I accept that I will be alone.
Now I should get married,
Choice be of my parents' interest.
Even if I don't marry anyone,
I will survive just for my parents.
1. KP(W)J (15 months girlfriend) - my first ex who is married now.
2. S(B)S (6 months girlfriend) - my second ex who is also married by now. Broke up with me after my accident.
3. GK (3 months girlfriend) - the first girl who double crossed me and is going to get married in December '17.
4. VP (1 day gf) - my fourth girlfriend who had another boyfriend and was simply using me as a a time pass.
5. CG (1 year passive gf) - I forgot about my promise to that most gorgeous girl after I sent her to study for her PMT by making her delete the Facebook account and I stupidly started my next relationship. She was back when I was 1 year into the next relationship. She unexpectedly called me on my phone and was really sad to know that I was in a new relationship after I had forgotten about the promise of love. Unarguably my sole mistake ever.
6. KM (3 years gf) - she couldn't win over her internal conflicts. She broke up the commitment relationship with me as she was incompatible for a long-term long-distance relationship with me and then I destroyed all of the friendship because I don't want to be used or kept as an option for someone.
7. Loneliness - probably my permanent girlfriend.

No more girlfriends and no more sorrow.

My HP Poem #1531
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl May 2017
My true love will meet me on the Judgement Day,
My celestially divine love is only insulted today,
And today, love will be full of resentment in your street.
My eyes are dark with sorrow today,
Tomorrow your own heart will be upset.

I used to come to your street to sing the songs of love,
But you were indifferent one day, oh my young dove.
Once again I am here in your street, to repeat like a mad man,
Today this savagery of yours will be eradicated,
Because today, love will be full of resentment in your street.

May you breathe deeply, in love with someone,
And may he always be indifferent to your love.
As you have framed the misgivings on me, don't you dare forget that,
Even you will not be blessed with love ever.
My HP Poem #1530
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl May 2017
It's been 7 years since my accident,
Today my grievous injuries are old,
Nothing I could've done to prevent,
But I'm so happy today that I'm bold.
I will live and I will happily thrive,
When it is time I'll be really happy,
Elements are expressed in me all five.

A single terror that still haunts me,
I do not want a long life for future,
Instead I prefer a really small life,
If it is happy with a family to inspire.
Wait I don't for a beautiful partner,
I look for a fine woman as my wife,
Not another immature person for life.

Today I am really happy with time,
I am really happy with May 7, 2017,
Unlike 2010, this May 7 was happy,
This very day started in the midnight.
I had my rebirth day with friends,
My friend Kamlesh had her b'day,
We clubbed both of the celebrations.
May 7, 2017 was a great day in my life.
I celebrated my rebirth day and my sisterly friend Kamlesh's birthday in the department.
I had brought two cakes for the party and everyone loved the glazed fruits topping on the vanilla-base and green apple cream of the vegetarian round-shaped cakes.

Though I still resent Kripi for leaving a gaping hole in my life by ditching me unexpectedly out of the blues just for helping herself give into her own internal demons of incompetency. I know that I will find it easy to move on if I stop considering all new girls I meet as my sisters as I am not committed any longer with an insecure girl who would fret about losing me to a better looking girl.

My HP Poem #1529
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl May 2017
It took just 7 Seconds,
I almost died back then.

One moment I was riding,
Then I remember of nothing.

I just remember the recovery,
And the uncanny painful history.

I can walk, breathe and talk again,
Maybe that was all I did before too.

But I miss my old friends again,
I miss playing guitar like I did.

Turn the pages to remember,
What I lost 7 long years ago.

I've anterograde amnesia,
It is so frustrating now.
My HP Poem #1528
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl May 2017
7th of May 2010 will be 7 years old,
And so will I be again a 7 years kid!
Neither emotionally nor physically,
But I will be 7 years old spiritually.
I had to learn life again 7 years ago,
Just got spared my life 7 years back!
Though few doctors were pessimistic,
My father was still very optimistic.
He consolidated my mother's hope,
And he negated the pessimist's nope!

He was confident about his only son,
His genes joined my mother's for one!
And I am committed to a long life,
He selected wisely for himself a wife.
His thought about a better gene pool,
A long life offspring I won't ridicule!
But a long life I just do never desire,
If a lonely life I must always persist.
I will survive the days and the nights,
Alone if I must bide my time in tights.
My HP Poem #1527
©Atul Kaushal
May 2017 · 1.0k
The Owl's Hollow
Àŧùl May 2017
There are few bottlebrush trees here,
A couple grew in front of our house,
The entrance to our house they guard.

When it is season for them,
They bloom very lavishly,
Even striking is one's stem.

It was pecked upon by a woodpecker,
Thak-Thak-Thak, Thak-Thak-Thak,
The stem's bark finally gave away slowly.

By the end of October '06,
The hollow was readied,
The woodpecker moved in.

It gave shelter to the two birds initially,
The male & the female woodpeckers,
They stayed there for a complete season.

Saw their family grow,
From just the parents,
It even had chicks now.

The chicks grew fast under parental care,
I even listened to their infant chirping,
Saw the parents flying to get forage not so rare.

Then one day a snake slithered,
Until that hollow, it climbed,
The woodpeckers made a lot of noise.

They both screeched repeatedly,
But their cries were useless,
They could not scare away the snake.

The serpent then came out after few hours,
Now the crawling was sluggishly lazy,
Its mouth smeared with gooey young feathers.

The family had been destroyed,
An eerie silence shrouded the hollow,
The woodpecker chicks were dead.

Soon, an eagle had hunted the snake,
Hovering in the sky it spotted it,
Grabbed it when in the sunlight it basked.

Now the woodpeckers were gone,
Probably in search of a new tree,
A new tree where a snake won't come.

As for the tree's hollow,
It made a new home,
For a parrot species this time.

And time knows that change will descend,
Even the parrots will desert the hollow,
They will leave in search of the better greens.

Maybe a family of owls will come in the end,
It will be a long-time home, the hollow,
For owls are known to fill all the vacancies.
We live in a research institute campus since my infancy where I have been always so close to mother nature and I can chronicle the various avian species spotted here.

I guess that's life.

Give and take.

Like the birds in the hollow provide the tree with nutrients through their droppings.

But I wonder when I will be rewarded for my share of the good deeds done in life.

Karma is a *****.

My HP Poem #1526
©Atul Kaushal
May 2017 · 709
Yellowing Mangos
Àŧùl May 2017
I just love this season,
When mangos ripen,
We get watermelon,
When sorts of flowers bloom,
And nature is alive.
My HP Poem #1525
©Atul Kaushal
May 2017 · 545
Immorbid
Àŧùl May 2017
I won't die from old age.
No,
That death is more of a cage.

I am a free soul.
No,
I won't be a ghoul.

I may die in an accident.
No,
But my heart isn't so faint.
Title inspired by the story of "Queendom of Sol" by Will Mccarthy.
My HP Poem #1524
©Atul Kaushal
May 2017 · 1.5k
If In My Heart You Reside
Àŧùl May 2017
If in my heart you reside,
Then I've every joy of life.
If in my heart you reside,
Then I've every joy of life.

Don't leave, oh darling,
Don't leave me alone,
Don't leave, just don't,
My heart will be shattered.

From you my newfound morale is,
From you I got this new daring strength.
From you my newfound morale is,
From you I got this new daring strength.
Sans you my life is incomplete,
Sans you my life is so hollow.

From you I have known what love is,
From you I got a new lease of life.
From you I have known what love is,
From you I got a new lease of life.
Sans you my life is deserted,
Sans you my life is unbeknownst.

If in my heart you reside,
Then I've every joy of life.
If in my heart you reside,
Then I've every joy of life.
Translation of my first ever Hindi language musical composition titled "Jo Mere Dil Mein".
My HP Poem #1523
©Atul Kaushal
May 2017 · 2.2k
Plant A Sapling
Àŧùl May 2017
I went to the park,
Read the board on the entrance,
It was suggested to plant a sapling.

It said that we plant a tree for our lover,
I counted the number of my past lovers,
And decided to set up a sugarcane farm!
Just kidding!
I only ever had just 6 girls loving me back.
One girl at a time.
Broke up with all of them one by one.
The last one was the one who led me here.
My HP Poem #1522
©Atul Kaushal
May 2017 · 597
I Shall Survive
Àŧùl May 2017
Hmmm...
Hmmhmmhmmm...
Hmmhmmhmmm...
Hmmhmmhmmm...

Whether you come,
Whether you come or don’t,
I shall survive,
Yes I shall survive.
Whether you come,
Whether you come or don’t,
I shall survive,
Yes I shall survive.

Whatever be the distance,
Nothing is a botheration,
You are connected to me,
I am imbued in your veins.
Whether you come,
Whether you come or don’t,
Then I shall thrive,
When I shall thrive?

What fun will this life be,
If I spend it sans you?
What life is such a life,
Such life is a punishment.
So you should come,
And I shall finally live.
Yes, you should come,
Then I shall survive.
A translation of my original song "Tu Aaye" - a morose melody.

Listen to it on YouTube @ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QMPoATQzoVg

My HP Poem #1521
©Atul Kaushal
May 2017 · 564
Life, Wretched Life
Àŧùl May 2017
Life, wretched life,
Mine is a long dark night.
Life, wretched life,
Mine is a long dark night.

I could never escape it,
What have I got after all?
What have I got but suffering?

Some bittersweet memories,
And some tear-jerking ones?
Every happiness shrouds a grief,
Every happiness shrouds a sorrow.

Life, wretched life,
Mine is a long dark night.
Life, wretched life,
Mine is a long dark night.

Oh my life,
So messed up,
In my life.

Oh my life,
So messed up,
In my life.

Life, wretched life,
Mine is a long dark night.
Life, wretched life,
Mine is a long dark night.

Oh my life,
So messed up,
In my life.

Oh my life,
So messed up,
In my life.
Translation of my original composition called "Zindagi Saali" in Hindi.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0pd8D3aG_kU

My HP Poem #1520
©Atul Kaushal
May 2017 · 804
May God Bless Me
Àŧùl May 2017
I am so sick of this loneliness,
If there exist almighty powers,
They should not be blind to me.

Me, they all should be blessing,
Save me from all that cursing,
Lest I die vainly in my grief.
My HP Poem #1519
©Atul Kaushal
May 2017 · 461
Rebellion
Àŧùl May 2017
Harshly I trod upon the ground,
Even as I get tired I do not stop,
Atypical life I am leading alone,
Very lonely I edge towards death,
Youth seems to be fading away.

Blessings all seem to fade away,
Lying on the bed I will take rest,
In my usual days I suffer pain,
She has given me enough of it,
Too much is never a definition,
Easy is to bear this pain I invited,
Reddish-brown these toes get,
Should not be anything else.

On my head lingers this probability,
None might be with me during my end.

May my sufferings end soon,
Yes I need help with my state.

Toiling hard to lose weight,
On a weight loss spree I am,
Exhausted is the will to live,
So hard I strive to survive.

Showering her love she is not anymore,
Her healing touch is not here any longer,
Owe I do my life to my parents today,
Unending ordeal it may seem today,
Let some time pass and it may shine,
Dub the suffering as another exam.

Now I just wish you to shine, oh life,
Of light be the torch bearer, oh life,
Today I will request you, oh life.

Beautifully you can also be bettered,
Exploring you I have been always.

Do not be so harsh, oh life,
I** am definitely so tired now,
A ray of hope I see in the future,
Better be somewhat happier,
Especially when I request,
Till few days I want to live happily,
Eating some good ice-cream,
So please let me breathe, oh misery.
My body is rebelling against me.

And I am too young for diabetes.

My HP Poem #1518
©Atul Kaushal
May 2017 · 821
Full & Supple
Àŧùl May 2017
Between my fingers,
Right here in my palm,
Erogenous, cold & ****,
A lot more than just happy,
Smooth and creamy texture,
This ice-cream is so fantastic,
Full & Supple this ice-cream bowl!
My HP Poem #1517
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Apr 2017
^_^
Angel?
In That Moonlit Night Standing In The Abaft,
Watching The Towed Flaccid Wooden Raft,
I Thought That I Saw An Angel Resting,
Lying Exhausted There In That Craft.

I Called The Girl Out Without Knowing Her Name,
"Hey Young Lady!" To Which She Didn't Much Respond,
She Looked Up Towards Me Once In Anguish & Collapsed,
I Thought I Saw Despair In Her Amber Eyes & Must Help Her.

The Crewmen Had Now Been Doing The Paddles After Resting,
I Called My Captain & Asked, "Do You See A Girl In That Raft?"
The Captain Just Replied Kindly, "Commodore, Get Married,"
I Looked Apprehensive And He Just Said, "There's No Girl."

True He Was As She Had Simply Disappeared,
I Started Thinking Of My Sleep Needs That Day,
Looked Around Again In A Hope To Find The Girl,
I Had Compromised My Routine As The Commodore.

Then I Immediately Realized It Was My Wild Phantasm,
Now This Was Just A Plain Illusion Of A Tired Sailor's Mind,
No Mermaids Could Have Ever Existed In Reality & Were Fake,
I Turned Towards The Deck To Go Back To My Bunk For Sleeping.

As I Enter My Room Down The Stairs Amazed & Confused,
She Floated There As She Waited By The Side Of My Bunk,
I Accepted That Delusion Of Hers And Start To Lie Down,
She Said, "I'm As Real As Your Thoughts, Don't Fear Me."

She & I-Me & Her, Had The Best Time That Night,
In The Morning She Was Gone & Was Just Gone,
Disappeared Into Thin Air While I Was Asleep,
Each Day I So Dearly Long For Her To Return.

7 Paragraphs of a Beautiful Open-Eyed Dream


Angel Again?

Now I reached the lands again,
Still dazzled and confused I was,
From the encounter with that Angel,
Oh, how she had filled my twilight,
Unable to forget her divinely touch.

Magical touch had enchanted me,
Able to recall it from the voyage,
I stumbled when disembarking,
Oh, it was the first time for me,
My thoughts would last along.

After so many days at the sea,
I planned of bathing properly,
Her illusion tricked me thereto,
Oh how her traces remained on,
Facing mirror, I stood perplexed.

Still unable to accept the reality,
I longed for that night to repeat,
My heart beats Angel in each beat,
Life staged a drama too crazy,
Unwilling to accept the reality.

My body carries the vestiges,
I turn crazier with each bath,
Her lips' traces keep appearing,
Driving me mad is her memory,
God! Bring her to life once more.

I had my powers as a commodore,
I sent for the captain of my ship,
"What bothers you, my commodore,"
And so he asked of me kindly,
Then I told him of her traces.

Smiling he told me yet again,
"I had told you to get married,"
I agreed this time and nodded,
"Alright, search for me a bride,"
Going outside, he smiled plainly.


Angel Surely?

Till Few Months Of Reaching Back,
I Kept Seeing Her Images All Over,
It Drove Me Crazy Her Presence...

Taking Time Out To Search Her Out,
I Went For The Mountainous Path,
It May Cease I Hope These Dreams.

The Horse Made Me Look A Knight,
I Set Out Solo For The Dark Creeks,
It Helped Me Realize My Solo Aim...

Then She Came Into My View Again,
I Prepared For Tackling My Illusion,
It Started Snowing Out Of Nowhere.

Took Me To A Safer Place She Then,
I Was Bewildered Again Once More,
It Was Clearing But She Vanished...

Then On My Way, I Stopped To Rest,
I Looked Around For A Place To Sit,
It Came To My View A Huge Tavern.

Tavern On A Mountain Was Weird,
I Still Went To It Hoping Some Rest,
It Had Appeared Out Of Nowhere...


Angel Illusion?

I Peered Out Of The Room Windows,
I Was In This Desolate Guesthouse,
It Was A Comfortable Rest House,
And Here I Was In Anticipation,
Angel Or Whosoever Was Awaited,
Will She Pop Into My Vision Here Too,
Was It Only A Seasick Mind's Illusion?

Was All That Really Just An Illusion,
Thinking This I Prepared For Bed,
Then I Felt A Flute Was Playing,
Looked Into Sound's Direction,
All I Saw Then Was Foggy Night,
My Own Reflection Was Also Visible,
Slightly If Not Entirely Can Be Seen.

I Recalled The First Night At The Sea,
She Did Appear On The Towed Raft,
A Beautiful Mermaid I Had Seen,
Now I Did Remember It Clearly,
My Face Was No Longer Mine,
Yes It Was The Beautiful face of hers,
She Wasn't Sad As I Did Remember.

She Was Smiling So Very Divinely,
Her Brown Eyes Stared So Cutely,
More Divine Felt She Was Really,
I Thought That It Was So Early,
My Pocket Watch Showed Three,
I Took My Eyes Off And Went To Bed,
Then & There She Was Lying For Me.

I Again Let My Mind Play Games,
Never Did Imagine Turning Mad,
Now I Was Not Feeling As Bad,
Neither I Wanted To Break It,
Nor It Felt Like One Anymore,
This Was The Dream I Loved To Live,
As If The Boon Was Presented To Me.

She Smiled As I Sat On The Bed,
I Asked Her, "Are You Real?"
"Yes, Just As Your Thoughts,"
I Then Just Stared At Her Lips,
She Then Touched Me Again,
Hands As Soft As That Night At Sea,
I Just Felt Like Opposing Her Touch.

I Blankly Smiled And Thought,
'My Thoughts Are Surely Real,'
Then I Just Let Her Guide Me,
The Moon Shone So Bright,
It Just Felt Really So Very Right,
Resigning I Just Let My Illusion Win,
It's Love We Were Sharing, Not A Sin.


Angel Not Again!!!

I recovered from the night again,
She had disappeared once more,
Was she using me as a ******???

I was frustrated & also saddened,
My self-control got strengthened,
For I was not a tissue to be used!!!

I have my feelings & my emotions,
Presence and absence torture me,
Ego I had tamed got hurt by now...

I won't let that elusive Angel come,
Questioning I must be her realities,
Illusions will end this time finally!!!

I'll establish an identity of my own,
Dependent I'll not be on the angel,
Was she only a dream & no more???

I had duly asked the aged captain,
To search for a lovely bride very soon,
Oh, so sure I am about afterwards...

I was tailed by the spirit-like angel,
So irritated by her dreary dreams,
On-off, came-gone, again & again!!!

I now would learn to catch angels,
With the plan, I went to the mage,
Should I now learn some spells???

I entered through a dark alleyway,
Was told to visit this strange place,
What comes across - I wondered...

I knocked on the door & she appeared,
Very young she seemed to me now,
Just the age of the angel of dreams!!!

I noticed that she wore a long robe,
So shiny it was silvery like her hair,
Just like the angel of dreams wore...

I rubbed my tired eyes in disbelief,
"Who're you?" I asked very loudly,
"Are you the mage's daughter???"

I wondered for long & she replied,
"Your guess is correct, kind Sailor,"
She beckoned me into the shack...

I set my foot on the wooden floor,
I looked for any sign of the mage,
I want to be set free of the cage!!!

I just thought & thought about it,
But the witch was not to be seen,
Curious I asked, "Where is she???"

"I am my mother," she said calmly,
Perplexed I couldn't say a thing,
My mouth opened once & shut...

I was now about to rise & go away,
But she stopped me with her arms,
"I must show you," so she did say!!!

I did not believe what my eyes saw,
How she changed into the old mage,
Then back into her own daughter???

O I had become confused a lot now,
Why would she transform like this,
I feared if it was actually the angel...


Angel Forever?

Seeing me anxious more than a lot,
The old witch relented a little,
She let me breathe freely,
Back transformed into her daughter,
She touched my forehead,
Then I realized it was sweaty,
Seeing her lovely care I smiled a bit.

So she now lit up a fragrant incense,
The incense seemed so soothing,
She then edged closer to me,
Transcendental wings were visible,
She came even closer to me,
Then the wings simply vanished,
So traceless as if never been there.

It must have been another illusion,
The very day I had set sail to sea,
It was probably carrying over,
Troubling me each non and then,
In my wild dreams, I had seen,
True she could not be & was not,
In my life, the torment was written.

Soon I was pleading to her teary-eyed,
"Please don't torment me, it hurts!"
She looked at me with affection,
And said, "But I truly love you, sailor,"
She advanced forwards further,
"Have you forgotten all those nights?
Did you even forget the night at sea?"

I first remembered that night at sea,
The night back at home came next,
I had been seduced by her magic,
This was the real picture every time,
I was weak but I still felt warmer,
The night ship feels like yesterday,
I was in confusion about what to do.

Her face was transitioning rapidly,
The old mother to her daughter,
Her daughter to that very angel,
And back to the old mother witch,
Her smile turned into laughter,
The witch laughing at my cries,
Her face here was contorted a lot.

She seemed to be struggling a lot,
As though fight ensued within,
Soon I figured it out by myself,
First I must **** the witch to help,
So I looked around & grabbed,
The axe that I did spot lying there,
Spot on I killed the witch right then.


Angel Ultimately?
The saga in her eyes converts into a constant downpour soon after she realized her freedom from the spell of the dark witch, the curse had turned her a prisoner in the evil witch's body.

"Kind sailor thank thee for freeing me."
Her words reverberating throughout,
What wind - what land - what sea,
Everywhere is her presence as I can see,
The wind whispers her name in my ear,
Since a long long time now all I wear,
Is her scent in my immortalized memory.

"Will you stay with me forever, or,
Will you go back to the heavens?"
Though I really wanted her to stay,
I love her and realize what she felt,
I offered her freedom and a choice,
I was not binding her to me in turn,
Everything was instinctive for me.

She seemed in a serious dilemma,
Struggling hard she was in herself,
I again offered & insisted this time,
"It's better you went back to your world,"
But I knew that she loved me a lot,
She tried hard controlling but said,
"I am in love with you for long."

So I am quite right that she loves me,
I am sure even she can forget me not,
Beading all our memories together,
I now know how I can gain salvation,
Not being another self-centric tantric,
"But you don't belong here dear,
So you shouldn't restrict yourself."

After this, she now looks comfortable & composed,
Ready for making a choice she wore a heart of stone,
Her lips slowly parted revealing a perfect smile,
Pearly smile again ensured me of permanent happiness,
Bright eyes and shiny eyelids of hers seemed so good,
"You can't make me stay away because you love me too,
I will keep coming in your dreams and entice your nights."

But I wanted her in my real-world now,
I prevented her from vanishing again,
I said, "Please stay, now do not go away,
Because I really can not bear that pain,"
She had almost vanished by then,
Listening to my words she chose to wait,
She said, "Even I want forever to stay."

Continuing with her divine dialogue she said,
"Say those golden words to make me stay,"
I immediately confessed, "I love you, Angel,"
"Say you love me too, oh my divine Angel,"
She didn't wait for anything more to say it,
"I love you too, oh my kind & loving sailor,"
Her powers soon left her in a flash of light.
On public demand, I clubbed The "Angel?" Series into one poem.
Apr 2017 · 518
What I Should Better Get
Àŧùl Apr 2017
As a lot of injustice is what I get,
What I should better get is lost.
I should get lost under this cover,
This glorious cover of anonymity.
Let nobody read my thoughts,
For leglimency I've occlumency.
My HP Poem #1516
©Atul Kaushal
Apr 2017 · 557
Craning Efforts
Àŧùl Apr 2017
Those angel faces,
Seem so distant,
Me, my loneliness amazes.
My HP Poem #1515
©Atul Kaushal
Apr 2017 · 2.8k
Truthfulness
Àŧùl Apr 2017
The truth is that which you can't see,
Sensitivity is that which you can't learn,
True love is that which you can't feel,
Trust is that which you couldn't earn.
My HP Poem #1514
©Atul Kaushal
Apr 2017 · 1.8k
Antonyms Of Death
Àŧùl Apr 2017
My list of antonyms of death,
Include not just life or birth,
Still not limited to just alive,
Some others I include in the list.

Youth is one of those,
Old humans never get,
Unyouthful they become.

Marriage is a name for youthfulness,
Youth never fades in faithfulness.

Loneliness never haunts few lucky,
Over the years of separation,
Veering away from love never,
E**spousing the spouse forever.
My HP Poem #1513
©Atul Kaushal
Apr 2017 · 1.1k
Nine Tails
Àŧùl Apr 2017
Foxy natured creature,
An untamable animal,
Kumiho has nine tails.
A Kumiho is a Korean folklore animal of Chinese influence.
Depictions of it look really beautiful.

My HP Poem #1512
©Atul Kaushal
Apr 2017 · 695
Love
Àŧùl Apr 2017
If love is successful,
It can translate as life.
If love is unsuccessful,
It can be deadly too.

If love is successful,
One may play the leisurely fife.
If love is unsuccessful,
One may start their countdown.

If love is successful,
It can bless a person.
If love is unsuccessful,
It will **** the person.
My HP Poem #1511
©Atul Kaushal
Apr 2017 · 2.2k
80 Rupees A Kilo
Àŧùl Apr 2017
Red, dark and light, apples,
They sell it for Rupees 80 a kg,
Available sans the ripples,
But sans bargaining not so easy.

Even the grapes, delicious,
They sell it for Rupees 80 a kg,
Appears to be so luscious,
There're many other fruits here.
My HP Poem #1510
©Atul Kaushal
Apr 2017 · 1.8k
Pout Of Control
Àŧùl Apr 2017
The seductress has learnt it,
But never has she earned it.
She always lavishly used it,
Pouting it away to ease it.
My HP Poem #1509
©Atul Kaushal
Apr 2017 · 896
I Like Risk
Àŧùl Apr 2017
That's why I walked right into her
While I knew she would change
Because change is so natural
She just stepped in my life
And pupate out one fine day
But she will not come back here
Whatever that was thought or said!

For she is just another butterfly,
And I'm not looking for insects.
My HP Poem #1508
©Atul Kaushal
Apr 2017 · 526
Greed
Àŧùl Apr 2017
Know that I asked for physical pain,
Right when I was the most happy,
Invincible I seemed to myself,
Poor me- I got it what I asked for,
Into the hospital ICU I joined forces.

Ya I'm cursed with a long, long life,
Onto an evil world I'm slammed,
Until I met her I knew not love.

Could I walk on water to satisfy her,
How convenient for her to imagine,
Exhausted, my love isn't even a bit,
Aches my heart so metaphorically,
Tiniest shards of my soul just cry.
Prior to my accident when I was associated with a social service society, I often ended up praying to the almighty in my loneliness to let me bear all the pains of the people. I got what I asked for.

My HP Poem #1507
©Atul Kaushal
Apr 2017 · 517
The Reality
Àŧùl Apr 2017
You had ditched me,
Not out of love for someone else,
But due to boredom.

Not due to my nature,
You're bored of my faithfulness,
Just due to your vice.
My HP Poem #1506
©Atul Kaushal
Apr 2017 · 350
No More
Àŧùl Apr 2017
Know it that people don't like me single,
Right in my eyes they look for you.
In a lonely life I yearn for you,
Please tell me my crime,
I** want to know the real reason you left.
My HP Poem #1505
©Atul Kaushal
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