I relished applying the butter on her body,
She enjoyed slurping my cream,
God knows how strongly we both used to dream,
And now,
Taking her higher for babies she lets out a scream,
I am writing this ***** poem,
She too is obviously not riding an Audi.

She Just Always Wore Such Artificial Makeup,
Also Just Touching Up Her Previous Pictures,
Lightening Her Complexion Even If I Object,
So Much I Love Her Original Indian Colour,
Lusting After A Fair Colored Skin She Was,
And What's My Loss In Her Transiting Youth,
Is Just My Bickering According To The Angel.

I have not been bitten by a mad dog,
Instead I've only been smitten by the love bug.

I do not feel uncontrolled addiction,
Instead I've only been feeling love for her pure & divine.

I can not make her understand it right now,
Instead I've only been trying to make her understand love.

Things will have to clear up as the plain sky of May,
But it will take time is all what I can presently manage to say.

Tung-tung-tung-tung...
Emanates the sweet sound,
From the school's music room,
Hands move in surgical precision,
Produce melodies uncommon,
Making me so very happy,
Tung-tung-tung-tung...

Comes not from using domestic produce,
But such products help fiscal deficit reduce.

Love and caretaker: For her, it is me
Love and responsibility: For me, it is she
Love and togetherness: For her, it is me
Love and argument: For me, it is she
Love and youth: For her, it is me
Love and fun: For me, it is she
Love and life: We two, for each other

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

- A non-resident Kannadiga


Kannada text:

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

ನಾನು, ನನ್ನ ಜೀವನದಾ ಪೂಜಾ.

- ಒಬ್ಬ ಹೊರನಾಡ ಕನ್ನಡಿಗ

In winters,
Sunbathing is divine,
And soothing.

I am disgusted with the idea of doomsday/pralay/qayamat.
They just don't seem to learn that doomsday can't be brought by anyone other than the human species itself.
There is no invisible hand in the sky orchestrating this complex biological and physicochemical existence in this world.
We were just created by mother nature and now we are orphans since a long time.

Hey moonlight move with patience,
My darling doll is now asleep...
Come listen to me - let us talk it over,
Flirt whatsoever to delay the sun..
Though my angel is not so delicate,
But let her catch some sleep pridefully.

Hindi - the original language of my poem.
मेरी परी सो रही है

देख चाँदनी धीरे गुज़रना,
मेरी गुड़िया सो रही है।।।
चल ज़रा बात सुन मेरी,
सूरज को भी ज़रा पटा ले।।
नाज़ुक तो नहीं है मेरी परी,
मगर थोड़ा नाज़ से सो तो ले।

Romance with the death,
Survive after major injuries,
Love a complete paradox,
Find veiled happiness in solace,
And a self-satisfying episode,
Who doesn't want happiness,
Perhaps a disappointed fellow.

Top it all with the following loneliness.

O my mind's magical drop,
Tell me the meaning of UP,
Why everywhere it is used,
And why it is abused,
How can a bottle in the *** be up?

I Can't Breathe Easy
In This Chamber Air

My Family Was Made
To Submit Before Them

Their Fattest Soldier Farts
With A Mask On His Face

And We Were Made To Smell
The Stench Of Undigested Meal

Stuck We're Inside This Gas Chamber
Somebody Be Our Saviour & Protect Us!!!

Your divine aura surrounding my mind,
The collier of your bangles reminds me,
Beautiful was the last night like always.

The sweet heart ache was astounding,
The remnants still linger in our bodies,
Beautiful is the realization that dawns.

A picture of the previous evening shines,
The picture shines in my mind-your mind,
Beautiful was the setting sun yesterday.

Sweet sugary bourbon biscuit in your lips,
How I chased you down onto the cushion,
Beautiful are those moments of a lip-lock.

Sweet was the biscuit or your sugary lips,
I zoomed onto the smiling curve of yours,
Beautiful is the shape as they pout open.

Once again I am the single lion,
I am on the lookout for the Miss Fortune,
To help me tidy-up my ugly Misfortune.
Come on, be my beautiful lioness,
I am really in need of your love,
To help boost me towards success.
Come on, rule my beautiful world.

If I say that a gorgeous girl like you,
Exists not in the world,
What's just India?
That would be an understatement.

Lucky is the man who gets to see you daily for the rest of his life.

If I say that a raw beauty just like you,
Exists not in the galaxy,
What's just the Earth?
That would be an understatement.

Lucky is the man that gets you as his lovely life partner wife.

I only care about the sandwiches I get to eat!

Coz I'm Loving You,
And I'm Feeling True.

Now You Feeling Me,
I'll Make It Very Sweet.

Wherever You Are,
It's My Paradise Yaar.

As You Come To Me,
I'm So Feeling Free.

Never Felt This Way,
So Never You Betray.

You're The Yaar In Me,
I Feel You In Everything.

As You Travel With Me,
I See Success Reaching You.

The More Toiling You Are,
Sharpening Your Mind Yaar.

Further Up The Trail You'll See,
You'll Be Where You Wish To Be.

Touch Me Finally As You Wish,
I'll Make Sure You Attain The Kiss.

A
Doctorate
Title
In
Farts!!!

He
So
Casually
Leaks the
Farts!!!

He
Is
Already a
Master of
*Farts!!!

The seriously sweet spirit is youthful,
Your playground is not at all calm,
What bothers you is this seriousness.

Now listen to me oh youthful friend,
Do not fret or sweat in difficulties,
Just stay focused and fly high in sky.

Unlike my life before the accident,
I now have short-term amnesia,
But you are stuck here permanently.

Tujhe bhoolna to chaah bhi nahin sakta,
Kuch aise bas gayi hai dil-o-dimaag mein,
Fark nahin padta tujhe kuch, oh zaalima.

My Eyes Were Transfixed
On
The Plane's Window Pane.
I Was Then Watching Out
Into
The Dark Of Night Skies.
My Behaviour Was Very
Sweet
As She Does Remember.
And So It Had To Be Like
That
'Cause I Was Aged Just 4.
How Can I Tell You My
Fascination
At That Age So Innocent.
Well I Could Only Try To
Tell
Young Age Fascination.
Now I Can't Go Back To
The
Time I Was Aged Just 4.

Was a mistake.

They are numbered,
They are few.

Rarity is their virtue,
Uncommon their traits.

They are lumbered,
They are new.

Clarity is their class,
Platinum their rates.

Governments avoid,
And people loathe them.

They are cumbered,
They are feared.

To prevent them,
Nothing can be done.

By any forces however,
Either collared or aided.

No, I didn't fail ever,
I just got one too many lessons,
I got lessons about life,
About love,
So, I didn't fail ever,
I didn't fail.

No, I didn't fail ever,
Each unsuccessful step is a lesson,
Each a lesson important in life.
I got lessons about the world,
About deceit,
So, I didn't fail ever.
I didn't fail.

I climb on the mountain,
Pestered by grief.
I hide the recent stain,
Anointed by sorrow.
I try to subdue the pain,
Inflicted by remorse.

As I see another sun - Sunday,
I repent waking on Monday - again.
Because the pain in my brain - hurts badly,
I feel it growing on Tuesday - every other day.
And it takes over me as I reach - the high-mountain,
I free myself from the pain bothering me - daily, daily.

I didn't feel you coming - my way,
Taking all my tears - yeah - with the rain.
An angel you came to my lonely-lonesome life,
I feel it easing as it drops like the broken window-pane.
Though you heal my heart - my soul still bleeds profusely,
Going away into the penance mode - mode - repentance mode.

I jump down the mountain,
Though you float like a guardian,
You can't stop me from falling - falling.
As I fall down the mountain,
I look at my guardian - guardian,
She cries & starts lamenting - lamenting.

You reverse the sands of time,
And it starts over again.
I climb on the mountain,
Trying to make away with the sorrow.
And this time I step forwards at the cliff,
You hug me tightly from behind.
I see you abandon your angelhood,
For me, from me - from me, for me.
You chose mortality over your boon,
Your power has diminished.
But our story won't die when we die,
Because it's love - it's love - it's love.

Seven times we take birth,
In this realm - in this Hell.
We must be united & live,
Enjoying the painful life,
And the pleasures alike.
We must remain united,
Stay pleased & happy.

This way we book our places in the Heaven,
We hope to find death in each others' arms only,
Here we find happiness flowing - flowing - flowing,
In the stream through Garden of Eden - Eden - Eden,
Where we also find safe haven - safe haven - safe haven,
(: In that Magnificent and Glorious Gateway of Heaven....... :)

I was in the usual bad mood back then,
So to divert myself from the mess,
I just scanned FB randomly.

I joined a group whose name I forgot,
But how should it matter here,
I just met her there then.

I then befriended the cutest devil,
We now verse well together,
I just long to meet her.

I'll refine myself,
I will redefine myself,
Around you I'll center my life.

Because of yourself,
So beautiful are yourself,
Yes you will only be my wife.

I love you so much,
You love me as much,
It can be avoided any strife.

Merely Love Is Not So Strong At All,
It Requires Cementing From Trust,
More Hard Work Keeps The Promise,
Inputs From Romance Are Steroid,
Many Failed In This Hardest Exam.

Both Of Us Feel A True Form Of Love,
Happiness Tinkling At A Distance,
Bathing In This Elixir Of True Love,
Helping Live Each Other In Being,
Being Happy Or Happier & Happiest..

You Are My Antioxidant-I Am Yours,
I Am Living This Refurbished Life,
Yes You Are The One Who Loves Me,
I Have Committed To You My Life,
Your Youth Yearns My Experience...

Of your hot breath,
For it gets deeper inside of you.

Of your onyx eyes,
For they get to see what I don't.

Of your soft hands,
For they touch you where I can't.

Of your pink tongue,
For it enjoys the taste of your mouth.

Of your shiny mirror,
For it gets to see you staring at itself.

Of your pearly smile,
For it shines so brilliantly brightening the world.

Of your slender waist,
For it looks so **** as a part of your body frame.

Literally Atul Kaushal
Would mean
Incomparable Skill.

Heavy drops of tears,
Now crawl sidewards,
Towards her ailing ears,
Descending downwards,
As that ailing elderly mother,
Tries her very best to sleep,
Contained the tears she tries to keep,
To prevent those tears from leaking,
Remembering who they were,
Her own children them both,
Sent away to war in a land very far,
Two coffins with no more than a humble note of regret & praise for the two dead soldiers had come back.

The father had fainted after listening to this news,
After few months spent wasted in tears,
Truer could not have been his fears,
He could neither let the pain ease,
Nor could he make the repentance cease,
Of letting both the brothers follow their hearts,
He tried to make any sense if there was in war,
And pondering only over the same he died,
A repentant father he wrongly blamed himself,
But the boys' mother lives on with the memories,
Alone and lonely in her lonesome life,
Her senile smile sits under her now-crooked nose,
As she looks at old family albums through her glasses,
Tears drip down her aging lonely chin onto the happy family photograph.

When Simon was born,
He had a rare syndrome,
The Treacher Colin one.

It included missing ears,
And condescending from it,
Were the missing years.

But he had his luck shining,
He met Vicky on sign language classes,
That he attended as he is challenged.

Even though Simon can not hear,
He heard Vicky's heart beat for him,
And both of them had a baby.

Unluckily, the baby has TCS as well,
But we must take time to appreciate,
Time & love the parents dedicate.

They named the daughter Alice,
So beautiful and healthy she is,
For Simon's burning wounds she is the ice.

Especially Simon Moore is careful,
Careful that his daughter is happy,
So she doesn't get the missing years,
A tough road lies ahead with missing ears.

The beautiful baby girl here,
Whom I hold without any fear,
Is named Anushka Sharma.
Don't get too much puzzled,
Only that the names are same,
Nothing to do with the actor.
And you know what,
She doesn't have a weird duck face,
Her heart is plain without makeup.

I would have said that I love you,
If the situations weren't this way,
If you are a bit patient & mature.

I would write my odysseys for you,
If I could then I would write them,
If I was just a bit happy & luckier.

I would often keep kissing you,
If the air couldn't suffocate me,
If I could have flown up to you.

I would have loved you till sunrise,
When they were never anticipated,
And I could come up with a surprise.

I would compose my songs for you,
When they were most unexpected,
When I would be loved back unto.

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.

A drop-dead gorgeous young lady,
With the eyes of an angel she looks,
Her gaze met mine in dark of day,
My thoughts are just like clay,
Getting molded as whatever she may say,
I feel my senses waning off,
For she is My Chloroform.

Dreams should be sweet & serene,
But our dreams are not so clean,
She dreams Incubus assaulting her,
I get the Succubus assaulting me,
Her Incubus has my face & voice,
And my Succubus has her face & voice,
Both of us have been in this soup.

Is not my hobby,
It is my creed,
I am your lover.

It is not a fashion,
I love you,
It is my passion.

I am not a phase,
I am the air,
I reside all around you.

I do not restrict you,
I am freedom,
I am the spirit of love.

I feel for you my dear,
I am crazy for you,
I am lucky to have you.

I find solace in you,
I am your devotee,
I am content with you.

I see you everywhere,
I am blinded in love,
I want to be successful for us.

Firstly, forget all those people who only criticize you;
Coz their faces are ugly,
And their butts are fat!

Secondly, forget all those people who just jeer about you;
Coz their voices resemble howls of hyenas,
And their faces are as though bowels of pigs!!

Thirdly, stop hating yourself & just counting your drawbacks;
Coz until you don't work upon them,
And don't make them vanish you can't love yourself!!!

Scared before she could be my only wife,
Flew away on my tender touch a dove.

Abandoning the sinking relation-ship,
Caring not about the poetical trove.

She let me drown in the gifted grief,
Never cared to give me a shove.

To my eyes, it was just another blip,
Her hand was never in my glove.

The calm sound of happiness fife,
Than ego, she wants it not above.

It is strange how she lost grip,
Always like a princess dove.

Melted in heat of real life,
Such was her waxy love.

Losing my loving parents untimely,
Losing my best friend to some quarrel,
Losing my wonderfully erratic memory,
Losing my hearing sense before I meet you,
Losing my precious gift even before getting it,
Losing my life before I meet you in person,
Losing my voice with the course of time,
Losing my sense of basic true & false,
Losing my eyesight 'fore I see you.

Hid behind the beautiful veils,
Inter-Services Intelligence – ISIPak,
Sends some female agents undercover,
Research & Analysis Wing – RAWInd is no less,
RAW & ISI have always been fighting,
Do we keep count how many die,
And that be an unsung death?

Did not you use to eat my brains out,
Seeking to eat my thoughts and memories,
Did you not use to impose your own?

During all those bad times,
Whether it is in pain or in sorrow,
Or may be when I'm in agony or in grief,
And that is due to the many worldly problems,
I feel relieved when I think of you or talk to you...

Mum she is in the beginning,
Armed with a lot of patience,
Rhyming it with an elegant silence,
Yarn of poetry she is threading.

With all her immense patience,
In this wicked world she is happy,
Not worrying about anything,
She keeps her patience unharmed,
Leveraging her happiness on herself,
Of beautiful words she is a lady,
W**ish her I do a lot of happiness.

Consider this a caustic remark,

You
behave
as
though
you
won't,
&
You
behave
as
though
you
can't
live,
Without me.

You
Often
Try
To
Soothe
Yourself,
&
You
Usually
Try
To
Calm
Yourself.

But
Actually
You
Need
Me
As
A­n
Escape
From
Your
Apprehensions
About
The
Various
Spiritual
Conc­epts.

So
It's
Just
That
You
Need
Me!

Do you remember that date,
It was 27 April the year '13,
And it was really very late.

We had a communication-gap cropped-up,
An unavoidable communication-gap it was,
Some misunderstandings had cropped-up.

Though both had our respective liabilities,
I had been overtly angry much to your fears,
I'm still sorry for what I said had brought tears.

I had lamely prophesized in anger,
When we had a no-fun word-war,
I had said very dramatically,
That you'll be married,
Exactly 7 years, 7 months & 7 days later.

Even you yourself were upset at that time,
And we didn't talk for many days.
You felt cheated & even I felt scandalized.

We knew that this tiff will have to end one day,
So we sub-consciously thought we'd test ourselves.
Maybe we knew that it'll end someday if not that day.

Because we are like our favourites Tom & Jerry,
Fighting very seriously but loving all the way along,
So probably that too is an indispensable part of love!

We have laughed it over and left that tiff back,
But hey that prophecy must come true!
Not at all like that you should worry about it,
About having to marry somebody else,
It will be me only who marries you!

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?