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Nov 2016 · 524
In The End
Àŧùl Nov 2016
I keep a smile on my face,
Not by myself but by the pace,
The speed of life.

I keep a smile with grace,
Not for herself but for a brace,
The support of life.

She was my dearest fave,
Not by heart but for the pave,
The road of life.

She was mine with awe,
Not for permanence I now know,
The dream of life.

Hoping she accompanies me to my grave,
Not foolish because I'd made her my all,
That searching happiness of my life.

I am surely a fool,
Not that I am dumb,
But I am just a fool.

Gave her all the weapons,
Gave her all the strength,
For killing me, *in the end.
HP Poem #1246
©Atul Kaushal
Nov 2016 · 967
Like A Spider
Àŧùl Nov 2016
She was ultra thin,
But neither her head,
Nor her breast.

Limbs all rickety,
But neither her bed,
Nor her crest..

Words spun like web,
Crept around my skin,
I lost all my control...
HP Poem #1245
©Atul Kaushal
Nov 2016 · 1.5k
I Darn You!
Àŧùl Nov 2016
And when I do you will fall lower,
Lower than where you already were.

You will get strange sorts of fever,
Will blight you a higher temperature.

Be ****** you will for torturing me,
And you won't die but live to see me rise.

You isolated me from the world over,
Even my parents thought I was wrong.

But now they understand how I was wrong,
Because I was wrong in choosing you as my friend.

With a high dengue fever you already have been down,
Now with another fear away you will just be blown.

If I suffer because of you then rest assured,
Because you will not either be spared.

Time calls you to mend your ways soon,
Or nobody will know why you get a swoon.
For a person in my batch at my M.Tech college NDRI who just cut me off from the entire class by petty pointless politics.

HP Poem #1244
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Nov 2016
She had come like a cool breeze,
But left me longing with such ease.
She held a secret inside her heart,
But left me wondering about herself.

She was gorgeous per se with unfaithful eyes,
Unfaithful eyes.
She was gorgeous per se with unfaithful eyes,
Left saving her fringes from my probing eyes.
She had come like a cool breeze,
But left me longing with such ease.

At least tell me this much for my heartbeats,
Heartbeats.
At least tell me this much for my heartbeats,
Who she was that left after a demo of her love.
She had come like a cool breeze,
But left me longing with such ease.
A retro Bollywood song sung by the greatest Indian Rafi Sahab inspired this poem.

HP Poem #1243
©Atul Kaushal
Nov 2016 · 775
Exception To Positivity
Àŧùl Nov 2016
Ever be positive in your attitude towards life,
Positive be the outlook towards any strife,
And positive be your performance rate.

Never be negative in your attitude for light,
Negative be each of your pathogenic tests,
For you do not deserve the *** as yet.
Be cautious while socialising in this modern age of drugs and casual *** as all of those things are just like an open invitation to the horrible ***.

Take these exceptions to positivity for a healthier future life.

HP Poem #1242
©Atul Kaushal
Nov 2016 · 1.1k
Just a Falsified Reminder
Àŧùl Nov 2016
All I asked from her was patience,
Perhaps I expected too much,
She never actually came back.
Neither let me tame time back,
Nor she let herself come back.
And all of it just seems so false,
Reconnecting with her was never done.
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1110082/just-a-reminder/

I failed to assert that each person who befriends me turns fake.

She was no exception and I do not blame her.

May she be fine given her innocence veiled by the false desire to own the world.

HP Poem #1241
©Atul Kaushal
Nov 2016 · 3.6k
Gia
Àŧùl Nov 2016
Gia
Daughter of an American restaurateur,
She breathed in fashion's golden age,
On the ramp, she was hot like wildfire.
A playgirl, she likely broke a million hearts,
Prancing on a hundred beds in her life,
Of course sharing with hundreds her arts.
Also engaged in doing drugs just so often,
Not caring even a bit about the sterility,
Oh, how she shared syringes and needles.

*Be successful - but never ever like her.
Gia Carangi (born on January 29, 1960) was one among the USA's first commercially successful supermodels.

She died of multiple AIDS-linked disorders on November 18, 1986 (aged just 26).

She probably got AIDS from her substance abuse and the improper sharing of non-sterile needles if not exactly due to unprotected casual ***.

HP Poem #1240
©Atul Kaushal
Nov 2016 · 601
The Kudos Kiss
Àŧùl Nov 2016
She had kissed me as I slept near her father,
More than now I have not felt any farther.
She pursues her dreams self-focussed,
And she has moved on in that life of hers,
My best wish is that only her I wished.
She so dedicatedly chases all her dreams,
Mine she was the only dream I ever pursued.

That kiss was more gratituos than sensuous,
She had woken me up for an active kiss.
Those wee hours I cannot forget ever,
Because just like a surreal dream it was,
She became a one night angel for me.
Those moments one could never forget,
She is the new generation – maybe she can.
I refuse to become next generation when it comes to love.
If I am supposed to be alone all my life, then so be it.
I am not going to move on when I was not at fault until I am granted justice.

HP Poem #1239
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Nov 2016
I am gonna live forever through my poetry and my story even if I perish to the suspected brain tumour from the internal injuries in my brain that still persist as massive blood clots, tinnitus, vertigo and hence a probable tumour.
https://www.amazon.com/dp/aw/B00MYY0DMA
http://hellopoetry.com/Atul/poems/popular
Not a poem.
Nov 2016 · 1.1k
Coitus Interruptus
Àŧùl Nov 2016
The only time I had had *******,
I now remember fully each detail,
She had told me to get off prematurely.

The girl was on the defensive mode,
I perfectly remember how she fumbled,
She was nervous if I emptied my load.

The way she requested me next day,
I can remember it with bittersweet hue,
She said, "Don't marry anyone else."

The fate had wished something else,
I met with a really serious road accident,
She used to visit me then in the ICU.

The injured me was in a comatose state,
I was told that she often used to visit me,
She surprises me as a guardian angel.

The injured me could remember it not,
I was looked after by the dark angel how,
She wiped forehead sweat from fever hot.

The surgeon in charge of my treatment,
I was told by him as well of how she cared,
She used to summon him oftentimes.

The girl told my mother about both of us,
I was just her best friend she told my mom,
She named my ex- as my then girlfriend.

The girl asked me on phone desperately,
If I could remember about the Agra trip,
She was just disappointed with my reply.

The girl is now married to someone,
I had killed the relationship between us,
She knows not I remembered it not.

Perhaps I should accept it now,
I would have to be alone forever,
Now that I remember all of it.
HP Poem #1238
©Atul Kaushal
Nov 2016 · 955
Her Beauty Was
Àŧùl Nov 2016
She was so beautiful,
Yes, she was gorgeous.
But then she was young,
Yes, when she was young.
She was really very strong,
Yes, she was really stronger.
But so sad, all is in past tense,
She turns so badly treacherous.
Kissed me in the dark secretly,
Such a fickle hearted beauty.
HP Poem #1237
©Atul Kaushal
Nov 2016 · 3.4k
My Heart Has Had A Crush
Àŧùl Nov 2016
My heart has a crush on a heart of infidelity,
Yes, she is treacherous, a traitor she is, that ****.
My heart had a crush on the heart of a sweety,
Yes, she was pure and high was her divinity.
My heart has a crush on the sweetest of them all,
Yes, she is simply the sweetest of them all.
My heart had a crush on a simple heart,
Yes, she was simple when I fell in love with her.
My heart has a crush on a heart of a young gal,
Yes, she is youthful, and obviously she is fickle.
Immature people are fickle hearted.
Others are mature & dedicated.
The immature call us wrong.
HP Poem #1236
©Atul Kaushal
Nov 2016 · 1.4k
Why, I Just Beg Why Then?
Àŧùl Nov 2016
When it was all so true,
I felt so new and so did you,
Why did you quit then?

At a time when I loved you,
Even you used to love me,
Why did you get lost then?

My track record was loyal,
Not once did I cheat you,
Why did you cheat me then?

When you needed me,
I was not much far,
Why did you consider me incapable then?

At the beginning of your youth,
Very cute you were,
Why did you start putting makeup then?

My requirement was not beauty,
Not a shallow person am I,
Why did you misinterpret me then?

All I had was love & faithfulness,
You should have given me both or either,
Why then should I feel so cheated?
HP Poem #1235
©Atul Kaushal
Nov 2016 · 575
Heights of Friendship
Àŧùl Nov 2016
I imagine that moment when I'll hold it,
My breath I mean while I hold you tight.
Yin & yang we will complete each other,
I'll be dad of whom you'll be the mother.
Never will I betray you by being so weak,
For me to climb you are the highest peak.
I will be really strong and faithful to you!
Heights of Friendship can easily be found in a worldly legal marriage as then there is nothing stopping either of the partners.

HP Poem #1234
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Nov 2016
Then that deity is definitely a maniac!
A *** offender!
As the real almighty,
Wants you to stretch upwards,
And pluck the stars for your loved ones.
If your deity wants you to bend,
And also promises women in heaven,
Then convert to a different faith,
As for your present faith, it's the end.
Read about a really ******* faith that carries the tag of religion.

HP Poem #1233
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Nov 2016
She should be sexier than my dreams,
Even more so should she be supportive,
Not selfish at all she should ideally be.

She should be kinder than even me,
Even more so should she be cooperative,
Unimaginably beautiful she would be.

She better be the inspiration I need,
Even for my poetry apart from my life,
Converting my blues to brighter hues.

She should have in beautiful pairs,
Even both of her eyes along with hands,
Untamable be her spirit in the night.

She should have her arms slender,
Even her waist should be such a ******,
Above or under it will never matter.

She should learn awesome cooking,
Even singing will my mother be teaching,
Only that she has to be willing to learn.

She will have my company all the time,
Even dessert will be present in the bedroom,
Only I will love the two of her softies,
And she can grab my golf *****,
As my pole goes in and out of her hole.
HP Poem #1232
©Atul Kaushal
Nov 2016 · 634
The Mysterious Beauty
Àŧùl Nov 2016
The best thing about my ex,
Was not just her youth,
Was not even her soft voice,
It was not at all her cute baby face.

Not anything you can guess,
Was not anything else,
Was not even known to her,
It was her Halloween-ready face.

Her face is so scary as it is,
Was my misconception,
Was simply scarier even,
She needs no makeup at all!
HP Poem #1231
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Oct 2016
I am surely not the best specimen of **** sapiens species,
But I surely am the best example of a human being there is.
I am surely having a huge gold heart deep inside my chest,
But I surely am not aware what good bring to me, would it.
I am usually never indulged in such petty self-glorification,
But I usually am indulged in environment & nation glorification.
I did not pollute the environment this Deepawali,
I made it a point not to use gasoline for short distances.

I surely may not even be a soldier of the Indian National Army,
But I surely am the best patriotic Indian being there is.
I am surely incapable of joining the Army as of now,
But I did not even buy any Chinese products lately.
I am of knowledge that the Chinese endorse terror,
Because they are supportive of Pakistan's motives.
The Chinese have ego problems - they don't let others be happy.
Protect the environment.
Boycott the Chinese.

HP Poem #1230
©Atul Kaushal
Oct 2016 · 1.4k
Tu Chaahe (Whether You Wish)
Àŧùl Oct 2016
Tu Chaahe, Tu Chaahe, Ya Na,
(Whether you wish or don’t,)
Main Jiyunga, Haan Main, Jiyunga.
(I will live, yes I will.)

Jeewan Ka Har Maza,
(Each fun of life,)
Main Ji Bhar Ke Lutaunga,
(I will enjoy wholly,)
Tune Diya Hai Jo Dand,
(The punishment which you have given,)
Main Karunga Ise Bhang.
(I will dismiss it.)
Tu Chaahe, Tu Chaahe, Ya Na,
(Whether you wish or don’t,)
Main Jiyunga, Haan Main, Jiyunga.
(I will live, yes I will.)

Tu Chaahe, Tu Chaahe, Ya Na,
(Whether you wish or don’t,)
Main Kab Jiyunga, Kab Main Jiyunga.
(When will I live, When will I live.)
Jeewan Mein Kya Maza,
(What fun life would be,)
Bin Tere Jo Bitaunga.
(If at all I stop believing in you.)

Woh Jeena Kya Jeena,
(Would that be a life at all,)
Har Pal ** Jab Saza!
(When each moment I spend is a punishment!)

To Tu Chhaaja, Haan Tu Chhaaja,
(So be the shade over me, yes please,)
Main Phir Jiyunga, Haan Main Jiyunga.
(I will live again, yes I will.)
Tu Chhaaja, Haan Tu Chhaaja,
(Be the shade over me, yes please,)
Phir Main Jiyunga, Haan Main, Jiyunga. (And then I’ll live again.)
The lyrics to my Tu Chaahe song

Modification to an original composition called 'Tu Aaye' by me.

I made this modification after my life threatening accident.

HP Poem #1229
©Atul Kaushal
Oct 2016 · 483
It's Your Loss
Àŧùl Oct 2016
I am a budding biotechnologist,
A responsible human being,
And I am a fine future father too.

I am a rebounding guitarist,
A fine flautist I already am,
And I am an actually good singer too.

I am a soothing poet,
A fine amateur bard I am,
And I am already established too.

I am a knight in waiting,
A night in waiting I surely am,
And I am a fine first-timer too.

I am an excellent dreamer,
A collection of dreamy poetry,
And I am a writer of steamy poems.

If you wanted a well-settled hubby,
You should have just been patient,
Being immature you just dwarfed yourself.

I am a Survivorman,
An unlikely alive human,
And I am not reserved for you.
Frankly, it's your loss because Atul will love & sail again.
I will definitely meet my match.
You will just keep regretting cheating on me forever.

HP Poem #1228
©Atul Kaushal
Oct 2016 · 465
Participate in this poll:
Àŧùl Oct 2016
https://poll.fbapp.io/diwali-2016
What will you like to burst this Diwali?
Firecrackers, or Terrorists the 7 Seconds Style?
Oct 2016 · 2.2k
Trust Merely A Dream Never
Àŧùl Oct 2016
किसी ख्वाब का कभी ऐतबार ना करना,
दोस्ती की हदों को कभी पार मत करना,
खो दोगे उसे हमेशा के लिये,
जो अच्छा लगे उसे कभी प्यार मत करना...

Kisi khwaab ka kabhi aetbaar na karna,
Dosti ki hadon ko kabhi paar mat karna,
Kho doge use hamesha ke liye,
Jo acchha lage use kabhi pyaar mat karna...

Trust merely a dream never,
Cross friendship's limits never,
You will lose them for forever,
Who you like must be loved never...
HP Poem #1227
©Atul Kaushal
Oct 2016 · 4.5k
Delicious Danish Cookies
Àŧùl Oct 2016
So what if I ain't present in Denmark?
These cookies are in my mouth...
Delicious Danish Cookies...

They melt inside a mouth...
Maybe better than having ***...
But very surely better than fapping!
HP Poem #1226
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Oct 2016
Extremism, He taught them.
Extreme belief in the book of Satanic Verses.

Polygamy, He taught them.
Polyandry he dared not teach them ever.

Terrorism, He taught them.
Terrorising he needed not teach them ever.

Mirth, He taught them.
Utter hatred for the non-believer forever.

Paedophilia, He taught them.
Old men marrying & ****** children forever.

Paradoxes, He taught them.
Cleaning ***** feet with hands before the prayer.

Hatred, He taught them.
Why else are his teachings a copy of threats?
Boycott terrorism and the chief religions of terrorists.
Polygamy is the epitome that undermines women's rights.
All women should stop reading or following the 'Satanic Verses'.

HP Poem #1225
©Atul Kaushal
Oct 2016 · 828
Breathe In & Breathe Out
Àŧùl Oct 2016
Come and hug me tight,
Place your hands at my back,
And we waltz along our heartbeats,
Let your hands explore my bare back,
And in the meantime I touch yours,
Place my stamen in your bud,
Come & kiss me all night.

Come and breathe along,
Plus we should synchronize,
And we will fine tune breathing,
Let the only difference be physical,
And we want no difference spiritual,
Place my name on travel in your blood,
Come & realize that you and me are one.

Come and move it along,
Perhaps we move all night,
And it will be exactly alright,
Let the differences amalgamate,
And we will bounce upright,
Place inside you I do tight,
Come have all the long.
HP Poem #1224
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Oct 2016
She thought not of attaining as love,
It was not a long established thing.
No, she just read freaky literature,
Online from sources so like Quora.
Right from where the people exalt,
'Course about their own thinking.
And in the process, she loses her identity.
HP Poem #1223
©Atul Kaushal
Oct 2016 · 566
Burn My Pyre
Àŧùl Oct 2016
Read my sole desire,
Oh my future children,
Burn my pyre when I die,
For I don't want to rise again,
Rise again when the angels cry,
And when they cry the dead rise,
Cry they may on the Judgment Day.

I don't want to be the walking dead,
As a blight may I 'come for earth,
Don't get me counted in them,
No, I don't wanna be buried,
Burn me after my death,
Oh my successors,
Read my will.

As I don't wanna walk again the floor of hatred,
And I don't wanna witness again that blood red,
As I don't wanna see the sky turning crimson red,
And I don't wanna waste some land as my bed,
Rather give me an electric funeral, my people,
For soon they will run their tanks over my grave,
And they might displace it and insult my grace.
The Aryan way of life doesn't have any Judgement Day – it's all about life cycles and rebirth in Hinduism.
The Christians & the Jews have a fantasy of Judgement Day, which is also spelt as Judgment Day.
The Mohammedans fantasize about Qayamat.
The Hindus fantasize about Pralay.

HP Poem #1222
©Atul Kaushal
Oct 2016 · 2.4k
Wank, Wank, Wank!
Àŧùl Oct 2016
****, **** as the world teaches you to,
And do not be ashamed that you do,
Nasty world clergy keeping you,
Keeping you rather restricted.

Wanking it off and easing the pressure,
Above *******, you always rise,
Not paying heed to their words,
Kiss oneself as much wished.

**** off your tensions and problems,
And do not be uncertain about it,
Nostredamus did it often too,
Kind of intelligentia do it.
Wanking off should be taught at school and it might improve female security.

It will help keep off potential rapists.

No male will ever become a ******, no girl will ever get *****, no human will ever sleep unsatisfied, no female will ever get pregnant when it's unwanted.

HP Poem #1221
©Atul Kaushal

A poem advocating *******.
Oct 2016 · 1.1k
Just Forget Her
Àŧùl Oct 2016
You have a weak memory,
Why do you stress yours?
She had been sweeter once,
Why keep bitter memories?
Just forget her wrongdoings,
Why to disturb old wounds?
Remember that you deserve better.
HP Poem #1220
©Atul Kaushal
Oct 2016 · 348
Names
Àŧùl Oct 2016
I always forget the names,
Eversince my accident.

I hope to forget yours too,
Sooner than later on.
HP Poem #1219
©Atul Kaushal
Oct 2016 · 848
Necessity
Àŧùl Oct 2016
My words might have hugged you in your memories,
When you were decided against me & my poems.
When you took the love of mine out of your heart,
You must've remembered me writing poems for you.

It was necessary for the river of your eyes to flow,
It was necessary to love as well as to separate.
It was necessary that we collected our desires,
But it was also necessary for them to breakdown.

Tell me, you remember when you had stolen my heart,
You made that stolen item the home of God.
When you used to say that you read my name in prayers,
You feared to miss the prayer of love.

But now I remember it all,
And know that they were just talks,
It was necessary to roll back on your words,
And it was necessary for your eyes to let the tears fall.

Our faces are the same, you're the same and so I'm,
But I'm lost somewhere, so are you.
You have been disloyal in love,
I was and am still the disbeliever.

We have attained our destinations but still are travellers
I wandered a lot after being cast out from your heart
But whenever I wandered I just remembered,
That to wander was also a necessity.
HP Poem #1218
©Atul Kaushal
Oct 2016 · 1.2k
Self-Help Sounds Made
Àŧùl Oct 2016
Where would you go,
Stopping I am not,
Go if you want to go,
Remembering me you are not,
As I'm not interested,
Wishing you quicker recovery,
Wherever you'll fall,
Caring I am not,
Just go if you wanna go.

Because lonelier you left me here,
You better need not to come ever,
I have earlier survived alone as well,
You weren't here near my deathlike bed,
There had been both of my parents,
Only expecting me as a robot in return,
And I found you absent when I needed,
Oh this is only the revelation of my life,
Such a fool I expected you to be my wife.

Now I can imagine what I was spared from,
I was spared from the splitter-splatter stuff,
And of course the kitchen's blitter-blatter bluff,
Because I am sure that I can prepare better food,
Much better than your fickle-minded self could,
Lovelier is my hand's company to my big head,
I imagine stuff and fantasize howsoever it feels fit,
And of course, I don't need your help for that,
I just go fap-fap, splitter-splatter & blitter-blatter.
A super-naughty poem!

HP Poem #1217
©Atul Kaushal
Oct 2016 · 2.1k
Congratulations
Àŧùl Oct 2016
I moved on forever,
Though I feel guilty,
I still should get over,
Try did I so to hold on,
Never worrying about my utility,
But now realise the damage,
I just feel so guilty.
It was a downward arrow from the beginning.
Sorry for wasting your time preaching the good.
Probably I am not made for short-sighted people.

HP Poem #1216
©Atul Kaushal
Oct 2016 · 1.0k
My Newfound Strength
Àŧùl Oct 2016
I am not ashamed of my choice now,
As she is a mature woman this time,
Her gorgeous curves, and dimples,
It imparts greater strength to me,
Even more inviting is the navel,
So full of softness she seems,
And I get even more hard.
HP Poem #1215
©Atul Kaushal
Oct 2016 · 461
Wish & Choice
Àŧùl Oct 2016
I can keep writing suchlike & better too,
Only if so chosen by my darling you,
And plain verse it would be cute.

I can bring the stars to earth too,
Only if wished so by just you,
And I will let flow my love.
HP Poem #1214
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Oct 2016
I thank you a lot for being my lovely flame,
For helping me in continuing this game,
This game I refer to is played for life,
Not about playing with emotions,
You did not tell me any lie ever,
Neither did you confess back,
Nor did you reject mine...

I am happy because of your truthful things,
Being truthful you proved your strength,
Truthfully telling you my current state,
Just as you are in my dreams now,
Truly I'll see you filling the gap,
You did not deserve boycott,
Tested the waters I have...
HP Poem #1213
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Oct 2016
As I know her from the longest time,
I know that under external influence,
She did all the stuff she did not wish.

As she is not interested in me anymore,
I thank her for being my inspiration,
She was indeed a truly youthful lover..

As with all good things so with her love,
I could not monitor her for 24 hours,
She listened to God knows whomsoever.

All I infer from the relation's demise,
Is that she listened to the negative people,
So closely spread in her surroundings.

All I can wish for her advising party,
Is that they may suffer the same fate,
So similar to mine their outcome be.
HP Poem #1212
©Atul Kaushal
Oct 2016 · 2.4k
What She Deserves
Àŧùl Oct 2016
Not my true love 'coz it's just not her thing,
'Coz she's young & just has worldly desires.
HP Poem #1211
©Atul Kaushal
Oct 2016 · 565
A sure day in future
Àŧùl Oct 2016
My cute young daughter named Shatakshi
Asks, "Daddy-daddy what's this thing?"
Me, the caring daddy, with a gasp,
Replied, "It is a fire ant that you grasp
And you hold the end where lies its sting!"
A limerick for my future daughter Shatakshi.

Another humorous poem. Another limerick.

HP Poem #1210
©Atul Kaushal
Oct 2016 · 2.1k
The Onion Of My Opinion
Àŧùl Oct 2016
A costly privilege at rare times
Inquired my dad, "How much the onions?"
The seller, with a gasp,
Replied: "It's for 55 Rupees a kilo,
And you're holding almost two times."
A humorous poem. A limerick.
HP Poem #1209
©Atul Kaushal
Oct 2016 · 3.4k
Happy Birthday Arvind!
Àŧùl Oct 2016
...
Had a fine sumptuous meal,
And received all good wishes,
Pal you looked so happy today,
Plus 28 years you completed,
You shall remember it all.

Best moments were spent with us,
In the lab we are one big family,
Rings of halo on your head,
Today on your birthday,
Heavy meals we all had,
Doing a lunch we did enjoy,
Another birthday comes so late,
Yes, obviously of the other labmates.

Afterwards, we might get separated,
Resting and working for ourselves,
Venerated is our Dr Mohanty sir,
Inches we are getting stronger,
Never getting discouraged,
Define he does a father.
Our labmate Arvind Verma has had a birthday today on 22nd of October, 2016 and we all enjoyed a lot at his birthday lunch at the highway food joint named Zhilmil Dhaba (pronounced jhilmil dhaaba) at the behest of our cool proteomics lab in-charge Dr Ashok Kumar Mohanty.

Even God will bless you with happiness, Arvind sir.

HP Poem #1208
©Atul Kaushal
Oct 2016 · 417
I Despise It
Àŧùl Oct 2016
I despise the idea of a protector loving God,
I recognise mother nature as the sole living God,
Why else would the invisible man stay veiled?

I see the troubles rising in the world,
I observe people fighting for their religion,
What sort of Almighty wants sacrifice?

I see the weak & hungry children,
I can only feel sorry for each one of them,
What kind of Father will ignore them?
HP Poem #1207
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Oct 2016
My want was not even her,
My want is just dear love,
From a lovely peaceful dove.
My need was not to have care,
My need is to be loved truly,
From the sweetest life partner.
My wish was not the fakest egoistic girl,
My wish is a good mature young love,
From someone who deserves all my love.
My desire was never a **** girl,
My desire is a long-term love,
From the lady most trustworthy.
My hunger was not a ******,
My hunger was the truth,
From that angel most surreal.
HP Poem #1206
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Oct 2016
I thought that all my pains will go,
That was my selfish motive in love.

I never foresaw my health worsening,
Now my head aches more, sweetly, though.

I have her bouncing in my memories,
May be on my pure love she was bouncing.

I should have coated my love for protection,
Lest she entered a period of parturition.

I wanted to sacrifice myself more for her,
Less for myself in the game of love.

I never wanted her to turn rougue,
For I had sworn my loyalty to her.

I know not where this vertigo will take me,
Everything shakes so violently in my head.
HP Poem #1205
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Oct 2016
But a really dire bitter resentment still stays,
Languishing in my memory are those days,
When she was directionless I guided her,
When she felt loveless I pampered her,
It was when she felt physically unfit,
Then I instilled confidence in her,
My social work's she is an heir.
HP Poem #1204
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Oct 2016
Why do people fall in dear love?
Why do they fall for someone particular?
Why do people fall in dear love?
Why do people of opposite gender attract, oh why?

If you think of it like you do,
Love is only the blues,
Every hit taken in love is sweet.

You must **** your pride in love,
You must keep smiling in pain,
Why they mix a poison in dear life?

Why do people fall in dear love?
Why do they fall for someone particular?
Why do people fall in dear love, oh why?

There's no life without love,
One without love is lonely,
What life is there without love,
Without love you are lonely,
Love brings millions of colours.
People often love someone secretly,
God knows why they are scared to say truly,
Why oh why oh why?

Love is needless trouble,
Love is beautiful all the ways,
Oh I am good away from love,
Love is truthful in all avatars,
Those who step down at the banks of love,
They surely drown one day,
Why oh why oh why?
Everybody loves their someone special,
Know not why only you denial,
Why oh why oh why?
Why oh why oh why?
Why oh why oh why?

Why oh why are they so weak?
Why did you break away so easily?
Why do you bluff it was hard?
You cheated yourself the most.
But I am the broken man now.
I would not commit anymore.

HP Poem #1203
©Atul Kaushal
Oct 2016 · 496
Smile Now Because
Àŧùl Oct 2016
You are happy,
Just like a little baby well-fed and well-kept.
You are happy.

You are happy,
Just like a youthful human.
You are happy.

You are happy,
If you believe that you are happy.
You are happy.
HP Poem #1202
©Atul Kaushal
Oct 2016 · 2.0k
These Few Pennies
Àŧùl Oct 2016
How do I spend this little money,
For I feel shy while spending it...

If I had more than few pennies,
Then I would buy you bunnies..

I would have liked that more,
If I brought you few more pennies.

Shy, I am just so very shy,
Your eyes have been so sly..

You tried some previously in the hotel,
With guys from Surat & Rohtak...

But all I have in the night now is my *****,
How about making away with mine!?

You're experienced already as you've said,
Now should you not give a try to mine!?
Droņa has a shorter but stout-er phallus around the national average of 6 inches long.

You have seen mine and I have seen you inside out too.

Still you cheat on me, it's your wish.

I am really in the process of moving out of your horrible memories but this tinnitus and the vertigo wouldn't just get subdued.

HP Poem #1201
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Oct 2016
Tinnitus* is here since the first time,
The first time you had ditched me...
Oh yeah it had gotten okay temporarily,
Because you patched up momentarily.
Now I have an even stronger Vertigo,
Ever after I am of some knowledge..
How did you put up such a good act,
Why did you double cross me?
He confirmed what your mom told me,
That he had come down to your town..
Before I did, much before you knew me,
Even earlier than you stepped in my life...

I don't want to know who you cheated,
He might as well feel double-crossed.

You're right, that's your personal issue,
I am nobody to make comments on it.

Now I suspect that I have a Neuroma,
They dub it as
Acoustic Neuroma.

You may ask me simply,
"What sense is that self-diagnosis?"

Well I just observed the symptoms,
A persistent headache,
Dizziness,
Drowsiness,
Vertigo,
Tinnitus.*


The confirmatory test will be held soon,
It is not often always a malignancy,
And I will just hope for the best.

I really hope that it is not cancerous,
For that would bankrupt the family,
Cancer - that too a brain tumour...

As if I had gulped down barrels of wine,
Vertigo is as though I'm inebriated,
It is seriously very irritating.

Irritating me for long is this tinnitus,
Now vertigo has just added to them,
My miserable mysterious miseries.

But don't you worry and keep playing,
You're an excellent playgirl,
There're so many boys as toys for you.
I have shown symptoms of auditory neuroma and I will be going for a costly diagnostic test.

You need not worry about that at all,
Because this suspected auditory neuroma,
Will probably not be cancerous.

So the bad news is that I will probably survive once again.

HP Poem #1200
©Atul Kaushal
Oct 2016 · 1.6k
Up Above In The Unknown
Àŧùl Oct 2016
Far from this artificial reality of world,
Beyond every kind of human sense,
There is a place for you and me,
Up above in the unknown.
HP Poem #1199
©Atul Kaushal
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