A* girl who is hoping to be with me,
Theming all her poetry around me,
Unable I am to reflect her feelings,
Lose I did myself in my past lover.

Love her I did that bit too much,
Of her decisions I was an abider,
Vainly are all the sacrifices I made,
Except only when unavoidable,
Did I ever ignore her? I did not.

Killed me she with her love and deceit,
Remain just the memories of her,
I let my mind linger in past,
Pleasured I am by her memories,
I just cannot once again take chances.

And I will just live with her memories,
Not that I consider myself so worse,
Desist I will from marriage all my life.

I am so scared of loving anyone else,
Slowly I watch my days running out.

Now I will never be uncertain,
Of course I would be sans fear,
What scares me would be past.

Scientist I want to become for real,
Concentrate I will more on career,
And her memories won't plague,
Romance I will with myself more,
Elephantine will be my happiness,
Dress rehearsals I do for success.

Old memories will not haunt me,
Finally I'll be one with happiness.

Last desire of my heart,
Of course won't be fullfilled,
Very sure because I am lonely,
E**njoy I'll this eternal loneliness.

As the ghost, Moaning Myrtle hints
Kiss me underwater and I will yield
And I will give you your next clues
Right when you take me underwater
A poem leading you to merpeople.

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I love myself,
Not just in the day,
Through the night too,
Of the darker day,
Xylem of my life is,
Involved in it,
Carrying the emotions
And feelings alike,
To and fro the brain,
I pity myself for
Not being emotionally strong,
Goons within hurt me worse.

1.
The caste-based discrimination,
Warranted by caste-based reservation,
In the Indian nation;

2.
It brings people on the roads so often,
Their feelings refuse to soften,
With blood of men, roads soon glisten;

3.
Few wanting newer reservation,
Some wanting more reservation,
None thinking about deservation;

4.
They all cry reservation aloud,
Getting alms, they feel proud,
Disaster is hidden in a shroud;

5.
Politicians cash in on the issue,
If you're needy, they won't miss you,
Arrange your own teary tissue;

6.
The caste politics they're playing,
Truly careless they're behaving,
Threats they're manufacturing;

7.
Caste-based reservation is like a fire,
These crutches will take none higher,
Remember, remember this lone flyer.

I'm all ears,
I'm all yours,
For coming years!

You were sad,
Upset with your mum,
And with your dad.

I made you so glad,
Made you forget tears,
And you forgot.

What was it,
I could only wonder,
All you made was a mockery.

Oh now here she comes in hot pursuit,
Unaware of her presence just behind me,
She surprises me as I feel wet on my hand.

She is on all four limbs of hers,
Under my left hand she sneaks,
Oh she starts licking it hungrily.

Moving in the calf section,
I feel really close to heaven,
For every calf here is so cute.

Foxy natured creature,
An untamable animal,
Kumiho has nine tails.

She sure has that x-factor in herself,
More beautiful herself than an elf.
Perfectly carefree she renders me,
Her thoughts leave me in a trance.
I often feel she is thinks about me,
How she is gonna make me dance.
Particularly I'd be hopping a little,
May it be a reality sooner enough.
She definitely has had that charm,
Mere her name saves me from harm.

Had loved you very strongly,
It takes a greater strength to move on,
The sky is the witness of my love,
This world is the witness of your lust.

You & Me,
Breathing heavy,
In a close hug,
Hearing raindrops,
Kissing each other,
Passionately.

The drops ******,
The tin shed outside,
Bringing relief,
To our ears,
******-******-******,
So romantic.

They echo us,
And our romance,
Becoming one as they fall,
But they can't feel,
The love we do,
Lucky us that we are alive!

I have to keep my desires low,
Or they may all get shattered.

They may collide the stars up above,
And pieces of my hopes may remain.

I must just keep my expectations nil,
For no one can ever fulfil any of them.

Stop worrying I should 'coz you are not at all a toddler,
But careful you must be as you are a gorgeous teenager.

But this love I feel for you shall never reach an end,
We will always be happy and just need perseverance.

● Your moon who'll shine
On the darkest hour of night
Brightening up your path
When anyone else can't.

● Your long eyelashes
On the golden orbs of yours
Covering the eyelids then
When it is a dusty noon..

● Your gorgeous red lips
On the cute babyface of yours
Transforming the shiny smile
As a pout whenever we kiss...

● Your slender smooth waist
On the toned body of yours
Wriggling with full grace
As my hand kisses it....

● Your pain-bearing friend
On those days of pain
Sharing tell-tale signs
When the pain ramps up.....

● Your gut-wrenching partner
On the sleepless moonlit nights
Writing our epic in love-ink
When the nights get naughty......

● Your dream-man poster-boy
On the crevices of your mind
Posing for you in all those poses
As you often fantasize about me.......

● Your courageous support
On courage-demanding days
Facing all these obstacles in life
As we go on the road to nirvana........

● Your skill of creativity
On the pages of our epic
Rhyming along together
When you start thinking.........

● Your permanent companion
On the beautiful road of our lives
Living with you at the same place
When you bring the good news..........

You are:
*Adjusting with all my flaws;
Beauty personified just for me;
Cutest person in my life;
Dream-come-true for me;
Earnest in your love towards me;
Flair of life for me;
Glamorous angel descended from heavens just for me;
Heaven's doorway for me;
I myself for me;
Jacket protecting from cold for me;
Krispi flavour of love for me;
Lesson of life for me;
More than any other thing or person for me;
New breath for me;
Orange morning Sun for me;
Purest towards me from your beautiful heart;
Queen of my heart;
Rigid base for our relationship;
Sexiest person for me;
Trustworthy of my love & life;
Unique partner in love;
Valiant young woman;
Wife material for me;
Xenial & welcoming in nature;
Yearning for me; and,
Zealous & proud about the greatness of our love.

But I'll move on,
Alone.
It'll be really hard,
Alone.
'Coz I've been that way,
Alone.
For far too long in my life,
Sparing few days of togetherness.
I'm actually solo right here,
Right now.
And no,
I don't want anyone ever again.
'Coz in the end they all tend to leave,
Not caring how they will bereave.

I will miss her,
Not a name here.
But I'll just miss her,
Her very lucid smiles.
And I miss the plans,
They remain a desire unfulfilled.

Dear fellow Indian,
I don't mean to be a stalker,
Not that I didn't find any other Indian,
But it's simply so rare.

Though I know this is more of a rhyme,
Than a good piece of poetry,
Not that I don't have any other way,
But I find this way of greeting appropriate.

I know the most beautiful poetess,
She is my gorgeous best friend,
So lucky is all her family.

I know the cutest poetess,
She is no one but a dream,
From her was my pen name.

I want to be her husband,
She will be the coolest mother,
Our kids are going to be so lucky.

I have had time so bitter,
May time now be very kind,
And things may only get better.

I toil as ******* my part,
Just as she is sweating it out,
Midnight oil may not get empty.

I loved her so much and truly,
Free for her is my precious love,
May she accept it with open arms.

I know as much of the future,
She is my only inspiration now,
Future will see us tying the knots.

That age,
This day,
The raid.
The laughter which vanished,
Those smiles which perished,
That area which suffered it...
That revenge,
This disease,
The harbour.

If Superman farts
And
His cape is set afloat
Then it is appropriate
For Indians to sing
The retro Bollywood
Peppy number:
"Hawa Mein Udta Jaaye
Tera Laal Dupatta Malmal Ka
** Tera Laal Dupatta Malmal Ka!
** Ji! ** Ji!"

As the song means:
*"It flutters in the wind,
Your red muslin scarf,
Oh your red muslin scarf!
Oh yeah! Oh yeah!!"

In my stomach is what I get
When I think of being loved
By someone exclusively.

This is a sweet reminder,
That the best is still to come,
Our relationship can only shine.

Once upon a time,
I used to be lonely.
But not right now,
I'm alone no more.

Once upon a time,
I used to be so blue.
But not right now,
I am sad no more.

Once upon a time,
I used to be hopeless.
But not right now,
I'm negative no more.

Standing In The Abaft In Front Of The Commodore's Cabin,
I Look Back Towards The Towed Wooden Raft Floating,
And I Am Smiling To Myself After Remembering,
How The Angel Was found, Liberated & Lost.
Yes, Sadly, She Went Away, Never To Return,
Probably Her World Was Way Too Cherishable,
And Comparing To Her World I Was So Perishable,
Now I Have Learnt That Angels Are So Very Unnatural.

It is not as ugly,
Even not as scary.
But tell me - won't you,
Who like to go to big hospitals of the nation?

Staying and not giving up is brevity,
And I have a lot of that within me,
Developed even more with time.

This – all of this – is just a challenge,
Have not I faced more serious time,
At the doors of hell trapped was me,
Thermal oven my forehead became.

Yes, unnatural temperatures of fever,
Off my forehead rose moist fumes,
Underrated my chances of living.

Greatly influenced by my loneliness,
A* strength of bearing just anything,
Very pure are such lovely feelings,
Escaping I am never my destiny.

Understood I never why you gave up,
P**lus I see you adamantly remain same.

I lay prone on the bed.
What's under me?
Under me is my gun,
This gun has a gazillion bullets,
What for? For shooting towards you,
And where are you?
You lie further underneath me,
You lie supine, with your hills grazing my torso.

I touch your soft hills with my strong hands,
And you make sounds in ecstasy, not the drug, but the experience.
My gun travels in & out of your *****,
And your nails dig deeper into my back.

You express pleasure,
My sweat drips on your throat.
You express pain,
My pace increases in ecstasy.

You start squirming underneath,
You vibrate furiously along me,
I shoot my excited gun at last,
What for?
No, not for taking your life,
But as you are my wedded wife,
Together we should create new life.

You whimper,
I whisper.
You cry,
I pry.
You are relieved,
I am pleased.
We are successful.

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.

What you have,
You'll need to flaunt,
Or they'll think you've not,
Try to make you feel really short,
So if you don't want to listen them taunt,
You'll just need to flaunt,
You just need to flaunt,
You'll need to flaunt,
And impress them,
Impress them all.

Today is my birthday like I said earlier,
I am 1990 years younger than your Jesus,
But 2 days older than being as young.

Today I have people wishing me everywhere,
I am 99.9% satiated today as I write this,
But 'morrow I will be 100% content as I move on.

This will, of course, be for the permanence,
As she bears neither love nor penance,
But she only kept insulting my existence.

She does not deserve any true lover.

Not only like a real guardian,
But more dedicated than a real father,
A dutiful lover is always,
Thinking of new ways,
Happier can be his lover.

I thought as one for her too, but,
As she was sick of my mature advice,
She ditched me for someone else,
In my eyes tears swell but fail to fall.

Yes, I have moved on.

They talk of spreading equality,
They call themselves religions,
Yet they restrict female prayers?

This is no equality,
They established no religions,
Only hypocrisy.

I retired as a colonel and am aged 64 years now.
My son was enrolled in the army two years ago.
He turned 32 years & got married only last year.

Today I looked at the lawn and it needed a mow.
So I picked up the lawnmower and started to go.
A man in military fatigues was coming near now.

Not my son but another soldier from his row.
I was looking at his face that had said a big no.
The soldier came near & stopped to inform in a low but calm voice, 'Sir, I've brought his luggage,'

The words seared through my chest like a bullet.

Beautiful so much & she is cheerful,
Her soft & creamy blush is so lovely.
Unto her my attraction is wonderful,
My crush she is a new bubbly crush.
I** will for her be mine I'll be dutiful,
Kind she is so attractive and plush.
And I will be realistic about future.

Fulfilling my duty I will never rush,
United as friends we are going along,
Loving her through the unseen I am,
When I will be successful, I can stand.
Atul is respected by her & it's obvious,
Never promised anything improbable,
I am definitely up for working so hard.

I have found an inspiration for work.

A sunrise is imminent after this night,
Slowly will vanish this darkness,
Surely he has learned in life,
United we stand together.
Redness in your cheeks,
Especially brightens your eyes.

You will never find me gone,
Onto another attraction,
Up above the limits we'll go.

Too much expecting I won't be,
Hunting your freedom I won't be,
Atul will succeed for his parents,
Then you can join him here.

I am glad that you are the inspiration.

Well-versed with life I am now,
In an Indian angel I put my trust,
Linked deeply can be our destinies,
Land of dreams be our destination.

W** I wait for is your beautiful heart,
As for the added benefits I will get,
In my lovely but lonely life I am,
Tthrough crests I have no companion.

Far from grief I am right now,
On the cusp of beauty I relax,
Really I know my final destination.

Youthly are your ways today,
Ostensibly my love for you is seen,
Understandable is your caution.

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.

It is a boon for me.

Lost I have nothing,
Of you I think highly,
Variety I have seen,
Even more remains.

You are the divine Angel,
Our dreams being nurtured,
U**ntold stories of our love.

Loving you is my independence.

When they pray then they sprinkle,
Holy Water all around the place,
The place of worship often in home,
Or in the gathering place to pray,
But they more than often forget to sprinkle,
The Holy Water in their conscience.

How they come back to the extent of sinning,
Hardly unnoticeable is the way they pose,
Pose after praying to look innocent and clean..

And then they sprinkle holy water...

21 Guns which blast together,
To show respect to the martyr,
In a ceremonial military salute,
Make noise to fewest residents,
To the patriots they do salute.

All the 21 times the guns blast,
In unison and to show him respect,
The irritable residents find it nonsense,
Cursing the governments for wars,
In unison and in an undertone.

Their criticism is more of war,
Of aristocracy & government,
Apathetic are the commoners,
But to them the peace matters,
Feeling more loyal & patriotic.

The leaky kitchen sink,
I hear it everywhere...
Dip - Dip - Dip - Dip - Dip

As if echoing in my heartbeat,
I feel it thumping in my ears...
Dab - Dab - Dab - Dab - Dab

**I do hear it even when it's all silent,
I am thinking it's your name actually...
Amma-Appa! Amma-Appa!! Amma-Appa!!!

I am a soldier in
The Great Ancient Army Of Egypt
In love with a dream.

I know that it is
Very difficult to achieve what I wish
In Love With The Queen.

I Won't Give Up
The great dream of my commoner's life
In love with the lonely desert.

One of my wife's gorgeous friends,
Eyes as large as marigolds,
But I knew her name not,
Taller & slimmer she was,
She came to greet my wife,
Happy married life with me,
My wife introduced her as Gayatri.

"Such a divine sweet name!"
So I exclaimed moving closer,
And the cooker started whistling.

I just thought something,
And looked towards my wife,
"Your pulses got ready,
Please look after them,
Lest they get burned,
Proceed towards the kitchen,
Your effort might go wasted."

My wife looked at me suspiciously,
Slanting her head she commanded,
"Let the pulses be burned,
I won't let you bake any cake,
You go, mind the pulses instead."

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Let's talk about a human being,
Be it a male or a female being...
The infant needs care,
It also needs to feed..
The infant cries,
The infant laughs.
And nothing else matters.

Then the infant grows up to be a kid,
Becomes a more big teenager next..
The teenager needs attention,
It needs to be accompanied..
The teenager plays,
The teenager enjoys.
And nothing else matters.

The teenager matures into an adult,
Blasts each one of the social norms.
The adult needs inspiration,
It needs to be truly loved..
The adult thinks,
The adult aspires,
And nothing else matters.

That I'd rather be an ascetic
Than marrying someone else.

I'm not at all a *******,
I'm even not a kid's toy.

I've a heart,
Filled with art.

But if for you it's not,
Then true love it's not.

I give you my best wishes,
Happiness & sweet success.

Don't respect my feelings - I don't mind,
I'll pray that a better heart you may find.

You are genuinely my last love,
I don't bluff - it's the sole truth.

Separated from you,
I still find you as my Succubus.

Disconnected from me,
You still find me as your Incubus.

The demons of our egos,
Far more powerful than the desires.

That you are growing up,
That you are not just a girl any more,
That you need different newer type of clothes.

You are becoming a beautiful young woman,
You will see that she is more strict,
You must remain polite.

For she loves you inside,
For she was a girl too just like you,
For she knows today's times aren't safe enough.

She wants to keep your young womanhood safe,
She will impose more restrictions,
She will want your safety.

You would wonder that why I tell you this stuff,
You will realize as the time elapses,
You'll always be protected.

Today it's your life's test,
Today how well you treat your mom,
Today is paid-off tomorrow by the Fruit of Karma.

My lonely life was a sandy sunburnt beach,
It had only given me hostile air in the past,
But your presence came to me like zephyr.

Gone are the lonely days & sleepless nights,
Lonely days only distantly & weakly scary,
Could my luck shine any brighter & better?

Tell me, oh destiny, may you not keep quiet,
Tell me about future & tell of days troubled,
Tell me more, but about a future combined!

I choose happiness galore and sweet tears,
Peaceful days like this only calling me soon,
Knock-knock-knocking on our dreams' door.

Alone I stand to wait for my better part,
On the black tarmac road through the greens.

Even if I stood away from this work of art,
On my part independently I am beautiful & cute.

In my dream last night I saw my inamorata,
She was coming hopping on the tarmac road.

Flying over a field of red flowers,
These wings of doom threaten.

Away they may vanish now,
For a pretty sight they make not.

The wings are not of flesh & bones,
They are of metals that threaten.

Carrying not a casual bird they are,
But engines of war and agents of death.

Men guiding like agents of the Devil,
Not like motherly angels of the God.

In contrast with the roses below,
They don't give elegant poses above.

Silent death sweeps closely overhead,
Among the roses readies our death bed.

My best memories are not with her,
And I will forever remember them,
The reason I built my imagination,
Till my childhood was there to stay,
Enjoying the imaginary car crashes,
Less than an ambition it was never.

How clearly I remember myself,
Often playing with glistening toys,
They were mostly cars and tracks,
When my mind drove 'em like an elf,
Healing my loneliness with their jumps,
Eyes glittering with the picturization,
Ears hearing the imaginary blasts,
Love was simple & objective then,
S**eemed the best life to a kid me.