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.

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

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 only care about the sandwiches I get to eat!

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.

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.

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.

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...

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.

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.

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 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.

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'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.

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!

¤¤¤¤¤¤¤
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.

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.

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!

You missed meeting me on May 7 in 2010,
You're one special memory among my men.

I rang you up before that accident,
And I knew not that I would fall then.

But you were depressed,
I looked to cheer you up addressed.

You were too gloomy,
You refused to accompany me.

I met with that accident,
And the rest is a historical dent.

The education system,
Me and you it did stem.

You found your calling,
Switched to highschool tuting.

I parried forward,
Kept crawling.

Though you gave up on your graduation,
I parried forward,
Yes, I carried my graduation forward.

A Bachelor of Technology degree takes 4 years,
I took 6, but it's fine, it's fine.

I'm proud of myself for not giving up,
When even bright students like you quit.

You kept your parents in the dark,
Never told them your true marks until they found it out by themselves.

Buddy, you could've just told me instead of quitting on it,
I could've made you study and work on yourself.

Look at me,
Just look at me.

I completed my B.Tech Biotechnology degree,
Instead of giving up even when my mother was not sure.

The whole world thought I could not complete my graduation,
But I even went to graduate school and obtained a postgraduate degree.

After I met with that accident, people suggested my parents,
To help set up a small shop for me to support my life beyond them.

But I never gave up,
I never gave up.

I can visualize Death waiting for me by my ICU bedside,
And I can also see it in anguish after getting defeated by my resilience.

Although I failed to obtain a PhD as COVID made me change my plans,
I bounced back in full glory and tasted worldly success.

I cracked not just one competitive recruitment exam,
But I cleared as many as 4 of them.

Now, old friend, I'm happy where you're headed to with your splendid performance at your coaching effort, yes, I respect your decision,
But you used to be smarter than I was at school.

We sang together,
Yes we did.

I played the guitar & sang,
You played the keyboard & sang more melodiously.

Oh, I remember what happened when we covered a popular song,
The Bollywood song is called “To Phir Aao.”

I started playing the riff,
“Tede-dede, Tede-dede,
Tede-dede, Tedede-Tede,”

But then your mobile went off,
“Ting-ding-ding, Tiding-ting,
Ting-ding-ding, Ting-tidingting.”

We had just begun it along my rhythm guitars & Digitech Effects Processor's electronic drums sampler on my Marshal amplifier,
You were prepared to start singing in your melodious voice,
But your phone started to ring as soon as we began.

Still we continued the recording after you rejected the call,
So, brother, did you forget the lesson we both taught ourselves?

Let the world be on fire,
Let it distract you as much as it wants to spend its ire.

I never gave up on my bachelor's degree,
I even went on to get my postgraduate degree,
I could've even achieved a PhD title,
But the COVID19 pandemic made me change my plans.

But bro, why did you forget the lesson so soon?

Anyway, let bygones be bygones.

Now if someone comments that you couldn't complete the graduation you started at a top University,
I tell them that you're happy doing something that pays you well,
You have completed a B.Sc in Math, and an M.Sc too,
Now you are doing your B.Ed,
And you're happily married to a charming woman.

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!

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.

Sweet talks you jinxed me,
On fingers you puppetted me,
Go, go, go get lost you vamp!
Innocent voice you hoaxed me,
By your pretty tunes you lured me,
Go, go, go get lost you vamp!

When you were upset with me,
Did not I try to make you smile,
But you ditched me to rot alone!
When all conspired against you,
Did not I stand stiff by your side,
But you sniffed him shamelessly!

When you were least expecting it,
Did not I write romance songs to you,
If not songs always, they're poems.
When you were there wasn't I happy,
Did not I plead you to stay forever,
If not forever intended, you told lies.

I thought that you were my sweet,
My pretty, so beautiful living doll,
But alas! I loved only a stone idol.

Now just get lost from my memories!

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.

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.

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

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

Na tu mera raha,
Na main tera raha.
Khoi hain khushiyaan kahaan,
Chhaaen hain gham hi yahaan.
Gham ki is baarish mein,
Bheeg raha hoon main.
Aur aansu aa gaye,
Palko se chhalke...
Aur aansu aa gaye,
Phir se nikal ke...

You're not mine,
Nor am I yours.
Lost are the happy moments,
Beseeching is this sadness.
In this rain of blues,
Here I get drenched.
And the tears spilled,
Spilling from the eyelids...
And tears appeared,
Seeping out once again...

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.

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.

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.

● 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.

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.

Time brought the joyride to a halt,
Incompatibility being her prevailing issue,
She was my first love.
Even though I tried,
It all ripped apart,
Tearing in front of my eyes!

I escaped my shadow,
Of guilt and loneliness,
By inviting her to curse me.

She said, "You'll repent this,"
I replied, "Who's gonna care about it,"
She started, "You may take it lightly, but one day you're gonna fall off the hill -"
I interjected, "I'm just not gonna take it baby - chill!"
She smiled weakly, "I know that you would love again,"
I said, "No doubt about it, the world is cuter,"
She uttered her curse, "But you won't ever be satisfied!"
I invited few more curses, "Go on, come on - continue your curses!"
She went on, "You'd pay for my tears with your blood!"
I taunted, "Okay! More - just go on baby,"

She snarled, "You'll die feeling lonely in this whole wide world!
The way I find myself lonely under your possessiveness,
You too will feel unloved and unwanted."
I jeered, "Whoa! That scares me to death!"
She continued, "You just can't die so easily,"
I jeered, "Hey that's not like a curse, you can't curse so sweetly,"
She blasted to end it, "Just wait & pray for death to come early!"

True she was, the witch,
My life goes on like her curses,
How true they were!

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.

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...

Even during the darkest of nights,
I am with this thought of my future,
Nothing scares me just enough to stop.

Even during the blackest of days,
I am with the memory of time past,
Nothing depresses me enough to pop.

Even during those hours of blues,
I dispel each of the purples in strait,
Because in being sad, I find just glop.

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.

On every terrorist incident,
Leave they not a stone unturned,
And scream it without fail.

Why do they think of 7th heaven,
Heaven after killing so many,
Of the innocent people?

Undertakers of Ola they are,
******* commit dastardly acts,
Ever will they be able to gaze,
Right into their own eyes in a mirror?

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.

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.

Come on buffalo,
Open your mouth,
Of your oral cavity,
Let us collect some tissue,
And let us collect some saliva too,
And then we test for some trefoils,
Fingers crossed – let the expression be true.

It has got to be there,
We know it for humans,
But of buffaloes, we know not,
Let us perform a preliminary study,
There has not been much research,
There is just a foggy, hazy oversight,
Scientific charm – the expression is positive.

Molecular markers in the electrophoresis unit,
Mixed with a visualising dye – the ETBR,
Yes, they will dance positively as expressed,
Against 400 base pairs expressed are the TFFs,
Tough to master this technique moderately is,
We have to take numerous precautions,
Especially with the poisonous visualising dye.

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.

A poor heart is one which finds
No companion
Along the way of life.

A poor person is one which cuts
Another onion
Seeking just to weep.

A poor soul is one which haunts
No one else
But only & only itself.

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?

There are few bottlebrush trees here,
A couple grew in front of our house,
The entrance to our house they guard.

When it is season for them,
They bloom very lavishly,
Even striking is one's stem.

It was pecked upon by a woodpecker,
Thak-Thak-Thak, Thak-Thak-Thak,
The stem's bark finally gave away slowly.

By the end of October '06,
The hollow was readied,
The woodpecker moved in.

It gave shelter to the two birds initially,
The male & the female woodpeckers,
They stayed there for a complete season.

Saw their family grow,
From just the parents,
It even had chicks now.

The chicks grew fast under parental care,
I even listened to their infant chirping,
Saw the parents flying to get forage not so rare.

Then one day a snake slithered,
Until that hollow, it climbed,
The woodpeckers made a lot of noise.

They both screeched repeatedly,
But their cries were useless,
They could not scare away the snake.

The serpent then came out after few hours,
Now the crawling was sluggishly lazy,
Its mouth smeared with gooey young feathers.

The family had been destroyed,
An eerie silence shrouded the hollow,
The woodpecker chicks were dead.

Soon, an eagle had hunted the snake,
Hovering in the sky it spotted it,
Grabbed it when in the sunlight it basked.

Now the woodpeckers were gone,
Probably in search of a new tree,
A new tree where a snake won't come.

As for the tree's hollow,
It made a new home,
For a parrot species this time.

And time knows that change will descend,
Even the parrots will desert the hollow,
They will leave in search of the better greens.

Maybe a family of owls will come in the end,
It will be a long-time home, the hollow,
For owls are known to fill all the vacancies.

Keep my poems safe in your heart,
Lest your memory forgets them all.
For my words are each immaterial,
They might lose the value with time.
This emotion for you is the truest,
Believe when I say that I love you.

As this wind changes into a breeze,
Keep holding my hand as lovingly.
Yes I need you to the happy times,
Like I require you in tougher days.
This feeling I get is just very divine,
It is exactly as if I attained Moksha.

Feeling your presence everywhere,
It's this memory fueling my life now.
Lost not are your happy memories,
Helping me out of troubling times.
Diving in the divine pool each day,
Least caring about what they say.

You stand in front of me seeking knowledge of the unknown.

What Door Is Locked, Which Door You Talk About, Atul.

Today I Talk About The Doorway To Heaven,

But Do You Possess The Credibility Even.

This Is A Question - Right?

Yeah, This Is A Question...

Didn't Sound Like One!

Okay, I'm Sorry But You Should Just Answer Me

Heaven is Not a Place Unfamiliar to Me,
The Door was Against the Common Notion
Black.
Heaven is a Place Where Bland Mixtures of Happy,
And Sad Emotions Fly Lightly Through Our Minds
Unfailingly.
Nobody Ever Clearly Remembers of What Heaven Was Like,
I Experienced Heaven in The Peace of My Long Comatose
State.

But Where Did We Miss Out on The Doorway Part??

Be Patient.

Okay, We Would Be...

Good, Now Listen Carefully Without Interrupting Me.
Even Though I Missed My Girlfriend,
More Did I Miss My College Than I Did Her.

You nod your head and say, It's Obvious, Many Guys Feel So.

I shake my head, Not Many Guys Would Feel Exactly The Same & Don't Interrupt Me Please.

Seeing you ready to listen more, I comfort my shoulders to continue,

I Missed The Underprivileged Kids More Than I Missed Her,
I Missed Imparting Them Elementary Education,
I Missed The Feeling of Being Close,
Close To The Door Of Heaven,
Their Houses In The Slum,
The One Close To The College,
Seemed Exactly - Actually Like It,
The Eternal Doorway To Heaven & I Found It,
So Peaceful, Calm And As Much Meaningful To Serve.

I end up my dialogue undisturbed, Yeah, That's The Doorway To Heaven Which I Had Found.

You are running a rapid thought process in your mind, Is That It?

I smile & Reply, Yes That's It, Thank You.

You further ask, But What If We Feel Heavenly Elsewhere, Does It Matter?

This time I nod my head and say, *It Could Be Anywhere You Feel Happy From Your Heart & Free From All Your Doubts About The Reason's Morality.

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.