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Àŧùl May 2020
Because I am a life scientist,
And I must memorize long words.

I can not be afraid of long words,
Such as phosphatidylethanolamine,
And pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis.

So, stay away, Hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia!
My HP Poem #1845
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl May 2020
Some parents try to control their children,
There's nothing wrong with controlling them,
No, there's nothing wrong with it, they think,
And they keep on doing it and dictating them.
As they find nothing wrong with it, they do it.
They satisfy the unrelinquished egos of their own,
Suffocating the children even after they grow up.
My HP Poem #1844
©Atul Kaushal
May 2020 · 152
Mïŧū, I Love You
Àŧùl May 2020
Baby girl, I love you...
Oh my baby, I love you...

Cutie, I love you...
Cutie pie, I love you...

Golu, I love you...
Golumolu, I love you...

You're my best friend...
Only my closest friend...

You're my girlfriend...
Only I shall be your husband...
Written for my best friend, Mitali Das.

My HP Poem #1843
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl May 2020
Our bed will await us,
It will be decorated, and,
With many flowers so various.

That night will surely descend,
From the heavens for me,
Just as for me you arrived.

We shall start a new life,
It will be our marriage, and,
Of two different Hïnđū cultures.

It will be an upgrade for us both,
That night will bring us closer,
Both to each other & to spirituality.

We shall unite as one body,
We are already one soul,
You know that, my fluff baby.
My HP Poem #1842
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl May 2020
It shows old posts as new ones,
And the new ones just disappear in thin air.
Is anyone else facing the same error?
Apr 2020 · 303
Corona
Àŧùl Apr 2020
Corona made people Jäïn,
People are turning vegetarian.

Stock markets made us Đïgämbär Jäïn,
Now we're pauper & don't have any clothes.

Đïgämbär Jäïn don't wear any clothes,
They stay **** as a part of their penance.
My HP Poem #1841
©Atul Kaushal
Apr 2020 · 112
My Smoothie Came To Life
Àŧùl Apr 2020
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I find your cheeks so smooth.

Love undying has found you,
Of all the beauty in the world,
Victorious I am over your love,
Escape the blues I do with you.

Your voice is also the smoothest,
Oh – you sing hymns of Křšņä,
Under wicked sky, me you pacify.

Most precious gift is your smoothness,
I shall definitely relish your beauty,
Tasked with your happiness,
Ah, I shall love to know your knitty-gritty,
Loving me will be your goodness,
I am here forever to stay.
My HP Poem #1839
©Atul Kaushal
Apr 2020 · 211
I LOVE YOU
Àŧùl Apr 2020
ΠΠΠΠΠΠΠ
I have been in love before, yes, but read on.

Lesser I was treasured,
Of my efforts I was never respected,
Vines of their mockeries and deceit,
Even pushed me to self-destruction.

You finally descended, love,
Oh you did & I shall always be happy,
Untill I have you by my side.

My dear enamorata,
I am so very lucky, and,
Truly jinxed by your beauty,
Aim of a romantic life,
Lies in front of us,
I shall never stop being lovingly.
My HP Poem #1838
©Atul Kaushal
Apr 2020 · 3.2k
Be My Doll
Àŧùl Apr 2020
~~~~~~~
Be My Doll

Be my doll,
I want to play with you.

Be my doll,
I want to decorate you.

Be my doll,
I want to change your clothes.

Be my doll,
I want to desecrate you.

Be my doll,
I want to possess you.

Be my doll,
I want to pick you in my arms.

Be my doll,
I want to keep you with me.

Be my doll,
I want to marry you.

Be my lady,
I want you to take me as your lord.
My HP Poem #1837
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Mar 2020
Our Āryāvärŧä is in danger,
Our home planet since eternity,
Now we must all perform an exodus.

A mass exodus wasn't something we planned,
It's an emergency as our planet disintegrates,
Our home has now endured a nuclear war.

The third orb in the Helios system supports life,
We must vacate this planet and go to that one,
We must, regretfully, forget our memories.

The planet currently houses primitive life,
We shall escape this unfortunate nuclear strife,
We need to utilize that planet for our own good.

The big C that kills us here,
It would not be there,
At least for the time being.

We shall go the Āryän speed,
Call the planet Přŧhvī now,
Since we need a Mother.

Goodbye, oh planet Āryāvärŧä,
You were the Hïnđū Māŧřä Bhūmï,
Now New Horizons we must choose.
My HP Poem #1835
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Mar 2020
I shall be there for you,
You only need to promise me.

I need your words of passion,
You must say the words of assurance.
My HP Poem #1834
©Atul Kaushal
Mar 2020 · 143
OOTBE
Àŧùl Mar 2020
I'm same as you, Atul.
We're made of the same matrix.
I often stand out of my body & think so.
My HP Poem #1833
©Atul Kaushal
Feb 2020 · 91
Come, Teach Me
Àŧùl Feb 2020
Teach me how to dance,
I have two left feet.
I want to gyrate with you.
Teach me how to love,
I always get so deep.
I wish to father kids with you.
Teach me how to live,
I want to grab the beat.
I want to live completely with you.
My HP Poem #1832
©Atul Kaushal
Feb 2020 · 345
Where Are You?
Àŧùl Feb 2020
Oh my Prosperity,
Oh my Serendipity.
Oh my Destiny,
Oh my Honey,
Oh my Austerity,
Oh mother of my Posterity,
Where are you?
My HP Poem #1831
©Atul Kaushal
Feb 2020 · 137
New Beginnings
Àŧùl Feb 2020
I never know how my future will be,
I get attached strongly & very quickly.

I end up feeling used up and sickly,
I hope that someday happy I shall be.
My HP Poem #1830
©Atul Kaushal
Feb 2020 · 103
Sanatan Dharm|Eternal Way
Àŧùl Feb 2020
We, as Hïnđū Đhärmä followers must dispel the misconceptions about us.

#HinduDoesNotMeanBlackThief
#HinduDharmaIsNotAReligionButAWa­yOfLife
#SanatanDharmMeansTheEternalDiscipline

According to The Bhāgwäđ Gīŧā, there can be 4 broad types of people based on their spiritual tuning:
1. A theist: ¹ idolatrous, ² non-idolatrous
2. An atheist: still verifies the existence of the Päräbrähmä by not believing in It
3. An agnost: cares only about the Kärmä and fruit
4. Evil: does every bad deed in and out of the book – only they are not supposed to live.

Also remember:
Idol worshipping is prescribed as just an add-on feature. Hïnđū humans have held this misconception for too long that we have formed staunch opinions about idols. There are the following forms of worship:
1. Brähmpūjé: Doesn't necessitate an idol
2. Đéväpūjé: Even idols of minor deities are worshipped
3. Präđhānpūjé: Believe in all major and minor deities but worship only the one main deity such as Đürgā, Säräswäŧī, Läkšmī, or Kāŧyāyänī, or others, or the male deities such as Gäņéśä, Śïvä, Rāmä, Křšņä, Vïšņü, or (rarely) Brähmā.

#IdolWorship #Hindu #HinduRaashtra #HinduDharmaMeansCivilizedReligion #HinduShouldBeCleanAndKind #HinduMustBeEducated  #life  #thoughts  #inspiration  #diary  #nature  #love
#RealReligionOfPeace

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Dispelling some misconceptions about the Sänāŧän Đhärm
Feb 2020 · 73
Identity
Àŧùl Feb 2020
I am my best friend and mentor,
If I am alive, I don't need anyone,
And I feel connected to the Creator.
My HP Poem #1829
©Atul Kaushal
Feb 2020 · 386
Over Up
Àŧùl Feb 2020
The over I ball only has two *****,
I sprinkle the pitch with thickets,
I get spent up and the over is up.
My HP Poem #1828
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Feb 2020
As you will not be there
Because you are a bad girl
So, it will be so lonely there
My HP Poem #1827
©Atul Kaushal
Feb 2020 · 236
Let Me Sleep
Àŧùl Feb 2020
Now.
I am so tired.
Now.
I want to sleep.
Now.
I am so sick of it.
Now.
Let me just sleep.
Now.
And never wake up.

But.
I think that I am cursed.
And.
I am dead already.
Now.
I live in a hell.
And.
Hell is a brazenly lonely place.
Just.
Let me sleep forever.

I fear immortality.
I am already so lonely.
I shall be lonelier after some decades.
My parents are not here for forever.
And humanity is so selfish.
People are so self-centered.
They don't care about others.
They just exact their selfish aims.

They bed people casually.
Why.
They just **** and forget.
Why.
Won't they have to love?
Never.
Why?
Because someone broke them.
How?
Someone shattered their heart.

So?
Now it's a chain reaction.
My HP Poem #1826
©Atul Kaushal
Feb 2020 · 128
My Unfulfilled Desire
Àŧùl Feb 2020
I want to sit with you,
While you read my novel,
Or my poems,
Or listen to me singing,
Coz it's only words,
And words are all I have,
To take your heart away...

I want to entice you,
With the words,
Of my romance,
Of my purity,
Coz it's only words,
And words are all I have,
To take your heart away...

I want to ****** you,
While you are near me,
On my bed,
On my mind,
Coz it's only words,
And words are all I have,
To take your heart away...

I want to relax you,
With a massage,
On your chair,
On your command,
Coz it's only words,
And words are all I have,
To take your heart away...

I want to entertain you,
With my songs and massage,
In your beautiful ears,
On your tired shoulders,
Coz it's only words,
And words are all I have,
To take your heart away...

I want to admire you,
With my adoring gaze,
On your shaky self,
On your unsure eyes,
Coz it's only words,
And words are all I have,
To take your heart away...

I want to complete you,
With all my pieces,
In your body,
In your soul,
Coz it's only words,
And words are all I have,
To take your heart away...
Credits to the song, "Words"
My HP Poem #1825
©Atul Kaushal
Feb 2020 · 120
Transcription
Àŧùl Feb 2020
You have been here to live,
Although just for few hours.
With me, you'll break the dawn,
You'll here come to thrive.

I invite you to my schön world,
Here, you would much enjoy.

Beckoning you towards itself,
This beautiful world of words,
It would be a physical reality,
These words will make me rich.

You'll be the catalyst of my deeds,
Oh, c'mon help me.

I have lived and lived again,
No God helped me.
Only parents were here for me,
When I lay in the death bed.

Don't be discouraged,
Desist judging me.

My potential I don't know,
This terrible destiny dumped me,
I so wish to change the world,
Correcting the mistakes of God.

Loneliness imprisoned me back then,
'Twas before you appeared on my horizon.

I forgot what happiness feels like,
You reintroduced me to it recently.
Gratefulness is ripe in my heart,
Like the sweet fruit of eternity.

You are the transcript of joy,
So I dub thee Transcription.
Schön is German for "beautiful"
My HP Poem #1824
©Atul Kaushal
Jan 2020 · 275
In Pursuit Of My Happiness
Àŧùl Jan 2020
I break hearts in this journey
But I am not proud of being a vandal
And I do not do it wantonly
My HP Poem #1823
©Atul Kaushal
Jan 2020 · 165
Beyond The Horizon
Àŧùl Jan 2020
ॐ नमः शिवाय
He lives there beyond the horizon,
Drink He did the ethereal poison,
Still He survived as He Is Shivom.
My HP Poem #1824
©Atul Kaushal
Jan 2020 · 269
Be Very Careful
Àŧùl Jan 2020
You will fall in love with me soon,
Haziness will be in your thoughts.
You may then enjoy that swoon,
Sweetness will be in my plots.

You would love my expression,
Kindness is on top of my virtues.
You might not realize my real lies,
Strangeness lies in the truth of my life.

There might come an important time,
Truthfulness of mine will be so banal.
You might seek stability in your life,
With someone that has a better base.

Will you leave me alone then,
Or will you seek respite inside?
Will you forever faithfully be mine,
Or will you pursue infidelity outside?
My HP Poem #1823
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jan 2020
XOXOXOX
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 Call The Girl Out Unbeknownst Of Her Kind Name,
"Hey Young Lady!!" To Which She Doesn't Much Respond,
She Looks Up Towards Me Once In Anguish & Collapsed,
I Spot Desperation In Amber Eyes & Resolve To Help Her.

The Crewmen Had Now Been Doing The Paddles After Resting,
I Summon My Captain & Ask, "Do You See That Girl In The Raft?"
The Captain Now Smiles To Say, "Commodore, Better Get Married,"
I Look So Clueless To Which He Simply Replied, "There Is No Girl."

True He Was As She Had Simply Disappeared,
I Started Thinking Of My Sleep Needs That Day,
I 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 Climbed Down The Stairs To Enter My Room Amazed & Dazed,
I Saw Her Standing And Waiting For Me By The Side Of My Bunk,
I Accepted That Delusion Of My Mind & Started 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 Stanzas of a Beautiful Open-Eyed Dream
My HP Poem #19
©Atul Kaushal

Angel Again?
Now I Reached The Lands Again,
Still Dazzled And Confused I Was,
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 The 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 About 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.
My HP Poem #766
©Atul Kaushal

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 Was 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...
My HP Poem #839
©Atul Kaushal

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 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.
My HP Poem #848
©Atul Kaushal

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 Just A Dream & No More???

I Had Duly Asked The Aged Captain,
To Search For Me A Lovely Bride 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 Catching 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 The Door & She Seemed,
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 Believed Not 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...
My HP Poem #850
©Atul Kaushal

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 Be Yet Another Illusion,
The Very Day I Set Sail To Sea,
It Was Probably Carrying Over,
Troubling Me Each Non & 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 Contorted A Lot.

She Seemed To Struggle A Lot,
As Though A Fight Ensued Within,
Soon I Figured It Out By Myself,
That I Must **** The Witch To Help,
So I Looked Around & Grabbed,
An Axe That I Spotted Lying There,
Spot on I killed the witch right then.
My HP Poem #859
©Atul Kaushal

Angel Ultimately?
The saga in her eyes converts into a constant downpour soon after she realizes 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 Reverberate Throughout,
What Wind - What Land - What Sea,
Everywhere Is Her Presence As I See,
The Wind Whispers Her Name In My Ear,
Since A Long-Long Time Now All I Wear,
Her Scent Is Immortalized In My 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 & Realize What She Felt,
I Offered Her Freedom & 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 To Go Back To Your World,"
But I Knew That She Loved Me Too,
She Tried Hard Controlling But Said,
"I Am In Love With You Since 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 Angel,
You Shouldn't Torture Yourself For A Mortal."


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 & Shiny Eyelids Of Hers Seemed So Good,
"You Can't Make Me Stay Away Because You Love Me Too,
I'll Keep Coming To Your Dreams & 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 The Pain,"

She Had Almost Vanished By Now,
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.
My HP Poem #860
©Atul Kaushal
I was suggested to put together all these related poems by my friends, readers and mentors.
My HP Poem #1822
©Atul Kaushal

https://hellopoetry.com/collection/13567/the-angel-saga/
Jan 2020 · 206
A Bittersweet Fact
Àŧùl Jan 2020
You can touch your feet if you're an infant,
You may even put your feet into your mouth,
And you will still look so cute.

You try to repeat it after growing up,
Your relatives will take you to the psychiatrist,
And you won't like this ugly twist.

I was surely so cute in my infancy,
During my childhood, I was cute still,
Everyone loved me so much.

What about now?
Now I have grown up.
Senescence took a heavy toll.

I miss my infancy,
I miss my childhood,
I hope to father cuteness.
My HP Poem #1821
©Atul Kaushal
Jan 2020 · 235
Now
Àŧùl Jan 2020
Now
You must read my novel. I don't make any money from the hard-copy sales. It's the lowest possible price that I fixed for it. I did so because I want people to read it and take home the goodness hidden in its story.
https://www.amazon.com/dp/1520680961
Don't give negative comments here. It's not spam. It's an ambitious suggestion.
Dec 2019 · 400
Am I Selfish?
Àŧùl Dec 2019
I want my parents to stay here forever,
Coz if not for them both I am so lonely,
Lonelier I would be when they leave.
My HP Poem #1820
©Atul Kaushal
Dec 2019 · 142
The Inescapable Truth
Àŧùl Dec 2019
OXOXOXO
Dear life, you know what's your ultimate truth,
End you do one fine day - often in pain.
A real fountain I wish there existed of youth,
Treat my senescence it would and I shall be young again,
Happiness and togetherness are all I seek to gain.
My HP Poem #1819
©Atul Kaushal
Dec 2019 · 4.4k
The Snake by Oscar Brown Jr.
Àŧùl Dec 2019
On her way to work one morning
Down the path along side the lake
A tender hearted woman saw a poor half frozen snake
His pretty colored skin had been all frosted with the dew
"Poor thing," she cried, "I'll take you in and I'll take care of you"
"Take me in tender woman
Take me in, for heaven's sake
Take me in, tender woman," sighed the snake

She wrapped him all cozy in a comforter of silk
And laid him by her fireside with some honey and some milk
She hurried home from work that night and soon as she arrived
She found that pretty snake she'd taken to had bee revived
"Take me in, tender woman
Take me in, for heaven's sake
Take me in, tender woman," sighed the snake
She clutched him to her *****, "You're so beautiful," she cried
"But if I hadn't brought you in by now you might have died"
She stroked his pretty skin again and kissed and held him tight
Instead of saying thanks, the snake gave her a vicious bite

"Take me in, tender woman
Take me in, for heaven's sake
Take me in, tender woman," sighed the snake
"I saved you," cried the woman
"And you've bitten me, but why?
You know your bite is poisonous and now I'm going to die"
"Oh shut up, silly woman," said the reptile with a grin
"You knew **** well I was a snake before you took me in
"Take me in, tender woman
Take me in, for heaven's sake
Take me in, tender woman," sighed the snake
Very relevant to India too
Dec 2019 · 361
Angel? (Birthday Repost)
Àŧùl Dec 2019
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 Call The Girl Out Unbeknownst Of Her Kind Name,
"Hey Young Lady!!" To Which She Didn't Much Respond,
She Looks Up Towards Me Once In Anguish & Collapsed,
I Spot Desperation In Amber Eyes & Resolve To Help Her.

The Crewmen Had Now Been Doing The Paddles After Resting,
I Summon My Captain & Ask, "Do You See That Girl In The Raft?"
The Captain Now Smiles To Say, "Commodore, Better Get Married,"
I Look So Clueless To Which He Simply Replied, "There Is No Girl."

True He Was As She Had Simply Disappeared,
I Started Thinking Of My Sleep Needs That Day,
I 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 Climbed Down The Stairs To Enter My Room Amazed & Dazed,
I Saw Her Standing And Waiting For Me By The Side Of My Bunk,
I Accepted That Delusion Of My Mind & Started 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 Stanzas of a Beautiful Open-Eyed Dream

Read the entire Angel Saga by me, Atul Kaushal.
https://hellopoetry.com/collection/13567/the-angel-series/

My HP Poem #19
©Atul Kaushal

I thank you all so much for the overwhelming response that this poem has received.

If you get interested in reading my novel's eBook after reading this poem then do visit http://www.amazon.com/gp/aw/d/B00MYY0DMA for buying the eBook of my story titled "7 Seconds: A Typical Guy, Atypical Life" and supporting my medical expenses.
Àŧùl Dec 2019
Lest I fall,
Take care of me (now).
If I cry,
Make me laugh (now).
(I am yours,
Only yours I am...)x2

(I'm mad...
I fall again & again.
I'm crazy...
I get naughty again & again.)x2
Only you have handled me every time!
(I am yours,
Only yours I am...)x2

(This life...
It was a burden on me...
You have come...
Now don't go (away) ever...)x2
If you won't be here then how shall I survive?
(I'm yours,
Only yours I am...)x2

Lest I fall,
Take care of me (now).
If I cry,
Make me laugh (now).
(I am yours,
Only yours I am...)x2
My HP Poem #1818
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Dec 2019
My original Hindi song from the summer of 2008.
My ancient memory is flawless, however, my short-term memory is such a waste after the life-threatening road accident that happened on May 7, 2010...

GIRTA HOON, [Lest I fall,]
SAMBHALO MUJHE. [Take care of me (now).]
ROTA HOON, [If I cry,]
HANSADO MUJHE. [Make me laugh (now).]
(TUMHAARA HOON, [I'm yours,]
TUMHAARA HI TO HOON MAIN… [Only yours I am...]) x 2

(PAAGAL HOON... [I'm mad...]
GIRTA HOON BAAR-BAAR. [I fall again & again.]
DEEWAANA HOON... [I'm crazy...]
MACHALTA HOON BAAR-BAAR… [I get naughty again & again.]) x 2
TUMHINE TO MUJHKO SAMBHAALA HAR BAAR! [Only you have handled me every time!]
(TUMHAARA HOON, [I'm yours,]
TUMHAARA HI TO HOON MAIN… [Only yours I am...]) x 2

(YE ZINDAGI... [This life...]
BOJH THI MUJHPE YAAR… [It was a burden on me...]
TUM AAYI **... [You have come...]
NA JAANA MERE YAAR… [Now don't go (away) ever...]) x 2
JO TUM NA RAHI TO RAHUNGA KYA MAIN? [If you won't be here then how shall I survive?]
(TUMHAARA HOON, [I'm yours,]
TUMHAARA HI TO HOON MAIN… [Only yours I am...) x 2

GIRTA HOON, [Lest I fall,]
SAMBHALO MUJHE. [Take care  of me (now).]
ROTA HOON, [If I cry,]
HANSADO MUJHE. [Make me laugh (now).]
(TUMHAARA HOON, [I'm yours,]
TUMHAARA HI TO HOON MAIN… [Only yours I am...]) x 2
My HP Poem #1817
©Atul Kaushal
Dec 2019 · 1.0k
A Poem for Myself
Àŧùl Dec 2019
My biological birth anniversary is coming,
Just two weeks are still remaining.

Turning I shall be twenty-nine,
I hope to be at my birthday fine.

Study I shall more for my exams,
These won't get over till later days.

The toughest examination I wrote,
With my blood, I had written it.

May 7th, you know the day,
It is my second birthday.

Second birthday as a disaster,
A disaster that was averted.

The year was Twenty Ten,
Fall I did off the bike then.

Plunged into a deathly coma,
I scared both my Pa and Ma.

However, here I am, rhyming again,
Writing poems to forget the pain.
My HP Poem #1816
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Dec 2019
Every night you come to my dreams,
You come to my dreams and whisper,
Whisper sweet little nothings you do,
You do it to me all the time, oh Jenny,
Jenny, you're so beautiful and pure,
A purity expands from my memories,
Emanate from my sleep does your purity.
My HP Poem #1815
©Atul Kaushal
Nov 2019 · 425
A Kleptomaniac
Àŧùl Nov 2019
A kleptomaniac was born,
His specialty was hearts
That he whisked away
In a real short time.

An oriental angel ascended,
Upon him she descended
In a way that changed
All of what was his.
My HP Poem #1814
©Atul Kaushal
Nov 2019 · 303
Slaves of Time
Àŧùl Nov 2019
I and you are Slaves of Time,
I must wait until you're mine.

Of time we are puny slaves,
You must wait until I'm yours.

Will you wait for me?
My HP Poem #1813
©Atul Kaushal
Nov 2019 · 891
Poetry and Poem
Àŧùl Nov 2019
Her eyes are poetry and a blink of her eyes is a poem.
Her voice is poetry and each of her words is a poem.
Her thinking is poetry and each of her thoughts is a poem.

My love for her is poetry and each of my expressions for her is a poem.
My care for her is poetry and each of my suggestions for her is a poem.
My desire for her is poetry and each expression of my romance for her is a poem.

Our mutual attraction is poetry and each of our confessions to one another is a poem.
Our eternal relationship is poetry and each of our manifestations for one another is a poem.
Our way of talking to each other is poetry and each of our conversations with one another is a poem.
Redefining my poetry and poem.

My HP Poem #1812
©Atul Kaushal
Nov 2019 · 528
Success!
Àŧùl Nov 2019
Today I received it!
My own novel!
7 Seconds: A Typical Guy, Atypical Life!
My HP Poem #1811
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Nov 2019
We were chatting for the first time,
I asked if he was an Indian.
He said, "No, I am a European."
Now I said,
"Sorry, but you are no longer a European.
Your UK dumped EU.
So EU dumped you!
Now your islands were kicked further northwest.
The Germans finally had sweet revenge. :-D"
:-D
My HP Poem #1810
©Atul Kaushal
Nov 2019 · 1.0k
The Cardiac Paradox
Àŧùl Nov 2019
Hearts are not crystals
But still they shatter.
A heart has no brains
But tears it often rains.
Hearts have no eyes
But still detect lies.
So what exactly are hearts?
The Cardiac Paradox.
My HP Poem #1809
©Atul Kaushal
Nov 2019 · 488
The Communist Utopia
Àŧùl Nov 2019
No need to work at all,
Free, equal housing for one and all,
Free healthcare facilities.

Free education,
Free food,
Free amenities.

Equal rights to everyone,
Welfare pension for all,
Economic equality too,
Huge ethnic variety as well,
The only guns possessed by law enforcement.

Surely, a good prison is
The Communist Utopia!
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My HP Poem #1808
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Nov 2019
In the morning,
When I wake up,
I go to brush my teeth.

And there I see you in the mirror,
Twinkling within my eyes,
As hangover of the dream last night.

I fall in love still again,
When I remember you,
In the morning yet again.
My HP Poem #1807
©Atul Kaushal
Nov 2019 · 633
Good Things Take Time
Àŧùl Nov 2019
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Rallying in hordes of horses,
Assassins from malsI pillaged us,
Maraud they did our temples.

Merely by converting out from Đhärm,
And reading the Satanic Verses,
Never you do forget your roots,
Demolish the original temple they did,
India is Bhāräŧ and will always be,
Right now the Hïnđū people celebrate.
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My HP Poem #1806
©Atul Kaushal
Nov 2019 · 236
My Golden Girl
Àŧùl Nov 2019
Her height is perfect,
An expression of beauty.
When standing up she is *****,
She's perfectly 5'3.714".
She's the Φ of my life,
Her height is almost 1.618 metres.
Only mathematicians will get it.
My HP Poem #1805
©Atul Kaushal
Nov 2019 · 542
Unquenched
Àŧùl Nov 2019
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The sun knows where my truth is,
Higher than any other thing,
Exactly beside itself.

My thirst for your love
And company so pure
Is just unquenchable
Not permanently though

Miss Universe you are
In my life & future
So soft are your thoughts
Sitting in my mind
Injected into my veins
On the occipital lobe
Not doubtful if it's love

I am so lucky yet so unlucky
Not having you near myself

Multilingual I am although
Yet to meet you in person

Lies I do never utter
I only have the truth for you
Fostering this bond now
Empire of our love is founded

I desire to be your angel
Still is my thirst unquenched

Joyful I am in love
Enticed by a dove
Never sad these days
In my beautiful life
Far from reality is our dream
Although surely reachable
My HP Poem #1804
©Atul Kaushal
Nov 2019 · 451
In That Valley Of Love
Àŧùl Nov 2019
In that valley of love,
I want to nest my dove.
In that valley of love,
I shall find a hidden trove.
In that valley of love,
I should not need clove.
My HP Poem #1803
©Atul Kaushal
Nov 2019 · 241
My Beloved
Àŧùl Nov 2019
No worries about betrayal,
She is so much spiritual,
We are equally loyal.

For now all is very well,
'Coz we decided our fixture,
Needful is the social approval.
My HP Poem #1802
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Nov 2019
Jack and Jill
Went up the hill
To make out in seclusion
Coz no water is on the peak
Penetrated deeper inside
Stuck in captivus
Ov'r the hilltop
Into the horizon after
My HP Poem #1801
©Atul Kaushal
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