Every time he sits alone for dinner,
Or every time he stands in front of mirror,
The Thin King Is Thinking what he succeeded to.

My HP Poem #390
©Atul Kaushal

Just in case if you noticed,
This poem as well like my life,
Starts with 'I' and ends with 'you'!

My HP Poem #389
©Atul Kaushal

You're to teach me as well how to dance!

My HP Poem #388
©Atul Kaushal

What an admirable city!
Be it the Greek Byzantium,
The Roman Constantinople,
The Turkish capital Istanbul;
The city stands witness to rising & diminishing powers and also to humanity's greatest complex - the insecurity complex!
Everyone wants to leave behind some mark to be remembered, be it a city's name!
*******
A narrative historical poem for a change.
My HP Poem #387
©Atul Kaushal

My first 10-word poem
My HP Poem #386
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My HP Poem #385
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My HP Poem #384
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My HP Poem #383
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My HP Poem #382
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My HP Poem #381
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A 7 paragraphed poem inspired by a part of Shakespeare's legendary drama Macbeth.

To be noted: I have not read much of Macbeth prior to writing this poem, there might be contradictions in this work of mine. Please feel free to point out any mistake, I will appreciate it. :-)
My HP Poem #380
©Atul Kaushal

I wish them by saying "Namaste uncle," or "Namaste aunty," while joining my hand palms and bowing forward a bit to express respect.

I wave, "How're you doing buddy," with a follow-up smile to everyone of my age-group or younger.

I feel happy after all such activity and there's just the sweet young angel in my mind.

My HP Poem #379
©Atul Kaushal

My HP Poem #378
©Atul Kaushal

You're the Angel of love for me,
My most faithful-best-ever friend.
You're also my youthful companion,
My unfaltering lamp in the dark of life.

The words from my heart don't deceive,
These plain eyes just say "I love you,"
This poem draws you closer to me,
The promise of love is shining.

My HP Poem #377
©Atul Kaushal

All my love and all my memories will never let you feel lonely,
It will be my thoughts occupying your heart and it will be me only.

My HP Poem #376
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My HP Poem #375
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Now they don't fight because they hardly ever talk.
My HP Poem #374
©Atul Kaushal

I imagined this poem for the scene of an Independence Day parade.

My HP Poem #373
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My HP Poem #372
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Alternatively, the happiness on testing positive for pregnancy when one mustn't be pregnant due to age or morality issues can instead bring Panic!

The above collection is just a minor deluge of feelings and other stuff.

:-D  :-) ;-)
My HP Poem #371
©Atul Kaushal

:-D  :-) ;-)
My HP Poem #370
©Atul Kaushal

This is my poem number 369 and its writing time over here in India is over 23:50 hours. Quite Kreepy, eh? But that buddy's my power, Kripi Mehra!
Oh buddy, you make me feel so lucky!

My HP Poem #369
©Atul Kaushal

Dear poets & readers, it is just our vision rig in the brain giving up that those who are about to die see a blinding pure white light and nothing else. Peace.
My HP Poem #368
©Atul Kaushal

'Never Know' series poem #3/3
^_^ ^_^ ^_^
My HP Poem #367
©Atul Kaushal

I just know you will and I will be tortured!
I seriously don't know how much.
I don't tell you to be soft when you torture me.
I want you to be my tigress when you do!

'Never Know' series poem #2/3
^_^ ^_^ ^_^
My HP Poem #366
©Atul Kaushal

Nor shall I ever know exactly how much you love me, perhaps because there're no units to measure the quanta of love but we'll just go on loving each other.

'Never Know' series poem #1/3
^_^ ^_^ ^_^
My HP Poem #365
©Atul Kaushal

But you may take it personally only if you wish to intentionally argue!
But hey!! There're common mongrels too that need your attention too!!!
My HP Poem #364
©Atul Kaushal

(-; High-Five!? ;-)
My HP Poem #363
©Atul Kaushal

My HP Poem #362
©Atul Kaushal

She pulled out the dagger and she had no regret thrusting it into his unfaithful chest that smelled of various ladies.

My HP Poem #361
©Atul Kaushal

I am a happy guy now!
My HP Poem #360
©Atul Kaushal

My HP Poem #359
©Atul Kaushal

I've made a decision in my mind to love you.
And I don't regret the decision I made even a bit.
Love you forever & always.
My HP Poem #358
©Atul Kaushal

This Highway has a long-long-long history and is among the topmost contenders for the title of the longest highway in the world spanning along most number of nations along other highways of the world.

My HP Poem #357
©Atul Kaushal

Poisoning their half-fed, often hollow stomachs they know that they can annihilate poverty quicker.
Feeding their hungry kids at schools with poison they feel they are bound to succeed sure-shot.
But surely they are targeting the very docile base of the society and initiating the genocide.

All fiction/inspired, no truth or reality in this work.

My HP Poem #357
©Atul Kaushal

My HP Poem #356
©Atul Kaushal

To each other.
My HP Poem #355
©Atul Kaushal

My HP Poem #354
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My HP Poem #353
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My HP Poem #352
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My HP Poem #351
©Atul Kaushal

My memory had been much more better before a significant road accident.
My HP Poem #350
©Atul Kaushal

My HP Poem #349
©Atul Kaushal

A love letter format poem.
My HP Poem #348
©Atul Kaushal

Those who have a heart,
And control over hormones,
If they know how to read Hindi or Punjabi language,
Should go through Punjab Kesari,
It's riddled with **** news,
**** with the young,
**** with the friends,
**** with the old,
**** with the enemies,
**** with the neighbours,
**** with the guests,
**** with the relatives,
**** with the unknown,
And even,
**** with the kids;
In the homes,
At the schools,
In the farms,
At the workplaces,
In the fields,
At the terrace,
In the bush;
By the school-bus staff,
Or the peons,
By the relatives,
Or the neighbours,
By the spouse's friends,
Or by the house-help.

Even that the rapists are at times supported by some so-called ladies who seek revenge or some personal interest.

Everyone or anyone is ever-ready to ****!

I am not proud to be born in such a nation where such cheap "men/women" exist who **** to prove their supremacy over the fair gender for silencing their ****** urge or for any personal motives.

But even in our epics rapes are documented so gloriously that I feel that instances like 'Draupadi Cheerharan' (de-strapping Draupadi's sari) from the "Mahabharata" epic have inspired rapists & eve-teasers along the course of time.

Indian mythology is replete with instances of 'Godly' beings masquerading as their human spouses before having *** with human women. The very base of Indian culture is questionable and the so called masculine brigade that has been contracting religion in India is answerable to all these potential accusations.

Why did the religious scriptures glorify ****?

Why do many of the male community consider women as utensils of ***?

Perhaps only divine intervention from that imaginary guy-in-the-fourth dimension may save this nation.

Till then rapists may have a pompous time.

My HP Poem #347
©Atul Kaushal

An advice: Being connected in every plumb aspect of a relationship is crucial for any relation.
Observations show that how most marital relations are getting converted into hostile cold-waves martial relationships due to reservations about some intimate aspects of the relationship.
Get more out of your lives.
Get more intimate! ;-)


Disclaimer: The author was an unmarried ****** man aged 22-years. Reader discretion is advised before adhering to this piece of sound advice.
My HP Poem #346
©Atul Kaushal

My HP Poem #345
©Atul Kaushal

And I complement her feelings wholeheartedly.
My HP Poem #344
©Atul Kaushal

My HP Poem #343
©Atul Kaushal

My HP Poem #342
©Atul Kaushal