As
The Iron
Gets Ready,
I Wait For It.

Then I wait for it
Passing Through
The Tests Of Time,
As Finally It'd Shine..

Through The Brilliant Shine
Which Blinds The Blacksmith
Pulls The Iron In Perfect Timing
Out Of The Furnace - Ready Now...

Right when it was the end of the road for me I thought,
I saw some light at the end of the tunnel so very dark,
Casually being nice and so friendly to a fellow poet.
Hugging my soul so tight in this love-decorated ark,
Enriched I am by your presence in my life,
Need you I do as my compatible loving wife,
Eternally grateful to you I will be even in my afterlife.
Dear, dear Princess bear Pooh, I will always love you.

By that Creator I swear to be with you forever,
Your days will see healthy sunrises with me.

My forever lover you are going to be,
Your eternal lover I will forever be.

Love you I do like our Creator loves us all,
Only careful I am being so I am not so fast,
Vents of oxygen that you have unclogged,
Early days of our relationship will forever last.

A surprising ray of hope you were initially,
Nicknamed you as my dear Baby Pooh Bear,
Did you ever think that you will get your Angel back?

Casually you kiss my cheeks & I kiss your forehead,
And we kiss each other on the lips too,
Righteously I care for your comfort & health,
Enhanced with your love is all my wealth.

Some poets are way better than the majority,
Yet they are down-to-earth and connected,
Less they care about others' opinions,
Kindness is replete in them,
Injuring no hearts in
E**ra of love.

I fell asleep in the afternoon only for waking up to a pleasant dream,
I had a dream of a life without you my love mate but it was pleasant,
I was missing my mate so I sculpted a statue and it was resembling you,
I then put my wizardry skills to bring the statue to animation in real-time,
I spent all my life alongside you happily drinking the elixir of love.

Life is fast & furious,
But achieved patiently,
Are all those good things.
All houses are not Toretto's,
Because life is so unique,
And it is really not like,
The Fast and the Furious.

I will be happy with her.

Loving her day & night,
On the bed or in the lounge,
Venice like environment,
Electrifying my nerves.

Your memories do not let me live,
Over the cliff we will fall freely,
Usurper of our smile will stay away.

Enter 2014, the jungle became a democracy,
And elections were held.
The lion won and became the king,
And the opposition were decimated.
A similar thing happened 5 years later,
And the hyenas all united beyond factions.

2024, the elections were held yet again,
The earlier king got lesser votes.
But the lion was chosen the king anyway,
Still, the hyenas behaved as if they won.
The prince of hyenas, 53 years of age,
Claimed a moral victory and they celebrated.

It's like the silver medalist celebrating,
And their minions are to blame.
We voted without thinking,
And they capitalised the game.
Everything they did to build the jungle,
Into a paradise went down the drain.

It teases me,
My destiny,
Giving few moments of happiness,
And then millennia of sorrow.

It challenges me,
My grievance,
Letting some smiles creep in here,
And then miles of loneliness.

But it must be lived on in hopes...
Of a better tomorrow,
Of a lesser lonely life,
Of a loving future wife,
Of a couple of cute kids,
Of a rainy day in togetherness,
Of a shinier life next rebirth.

But it sees me dream of my rebirth,
Another one in hopes of a better life,
And how my destiny mocks me,
I'm sick of its travesty.

Oh my estranged lover,
What is my mistake?
To care about you,
And to suggest?
That too,
For your own good?
I never wanted any control.

Oh my sweetest lover,
What is my crime?
To selflessly love you,
And to support?
That as well,
For yourself?
I only wanted a lifelong friend.

Perhaps, a friend has an end,
But I wanted you as my lover,
And a lover is for forever?
I started to suggest,
At your own request,
Have you forgotten?
I just wanted to care about you.

Then you say that you have parents,
And they care for you as well,
You are their first born.
And you have two siblings,
Then why do you put up strange demands,
Have you forgotten Manya & Atharv too?
I tell you the rudest words because these are the crudest truth.

Do you know when your father will take a loan,
Supposedly from one of the private banks,
What he will have to pledge against it?
Maybe his car or more,
Perhaps his business office,
Or maybe the home?
I will suggest you against going overseas to study.

Do not you know India has the best education,
Ranked number one since ages long ago,
Where you transpire to go leaving it?
Trust me you do not,
I know that,
But what about your family?
Will you surely repay your loan by yourself?

Baby, you are immature and a control freak,
Controlling me was almost acceptable then,
But why do you control your father?
I love you like anything,
Your father loves you too,
But do you love anyone but yourself?
Wake up from your fantasies and face the reality.

We live in a real world outside our poetry,
And that is not so peaceful as this world,
Each moment passes by the clock silently,
But violence and differences threaten freely,
The same way as first time this world appeared.

A worldwar or a wordwar are pretty much the same,
Often the world is ripped apart by the explosions in wars,
A soul is more often than not torn apart from the body,
By the sharpest words often hurled at "family,"
Though later repented about uttering them,
Deeper than any shrapnel ever could.

Stuff more lies into the turkey that you are about to cook,
I won't move on.
I will remain single waiting for you to realize your mistake.
Even if you won't realize it, I will be happy being single.
I want no one to break my heart like you did when it was least expected.
You are surely cheating yourself with your white lies.

Come, stand by my side
No, there is no need to hide

Look at the world, sonny
It is not as bad, or not as funny

So much strange it may seem
But you can always find the gleam

The sunshine resides in your heart
Let it come out now & illuminate

Cautiously, take care of your feelings
Suppress them, do not let them be exposed

I could just not see,
Though in front of me.

I am surely very devastated,
Through my lover, I got cheated.

I don't want to be with anyone now,
Throw who will my love surely very low.

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How much I love you,
This I know not.
But never I can survive,
Separated from you.

Someone else looks at you,
This heart gets jealous.
It then gets difficult for me,
To manage my heart.
I must then make efforts,
Stone hearted I must get.
What you would know,
How much I love you.

I have often seen people,
They bear separation.
How they bear it I don't know,
Each day far feels a year.
Since how long I wait for you,
This I know not.
But never can I survive,
Separated from you.

In the man on top position of loving,
We had the session of love making,
We both were heartily smiling,
We gasp for air while breathing,
Your ******* are heavily heaving,
And as beneath you I am now lying,
You whisper, "Let's change positioning!"

You just sit yourself atop my loving pole,
And as deeper it goes now the tool,
Your voice says silently, "Atul,"
We look like a rider & saddle,
We both will now explode,
We will never forget this love making,
In the woman on top position of loving.

I am here
You are there
Yet we both are near
Come that one bit closer
Let all distances disappear

Just bear it with me
We will synchronize
Come respire with me
Let both our lips meet
Hips moving to the beat

I wish every now & then,
You could pinch me,
To make me feel real,
To make me believe,
That this is really my life.

I had been just been existing,
All happiness which was gone,
One significant event was fresh,
Both in my memory & my flesh,
It was just existing & not living,
I just had nothing positive left,
Everything wasn't just right.

Let Me Narrowly Narrate My Story

I was born the only child,
I grew up as a lonely child.
Parents are both working 9 to 6,
Parents barely had any time for me.
I spent hours alone talking to my toys,
I even talked to myself while playing,
I gave birth to my imaginary brother,
He wept when I cried complaining,
Everywhere the two of us were together,
I complained to him about mom-dad,
I complained about their shouting matches,
But my imaginary brother died,
He died with the basket of toys,
He was buried inside the basket of toys,
And the basket was given away as I grew up,
His favourite toy car was mine too.

I read in four high-schools & two colleges,
I missed my last set of buds only for a while,
Then I got busy with my newer schoolmates,
Forgotten was I by my previous schoolmates,
They were forgotten by me as well along time,
For days I missed them but not for a long time,
But when I stop to think I can't find a stability.

I finally reached college after finishing school,
I almost completed two years & met an accident,
I almost died but survived a 23-day long coma,
I spent a year isolated at home then recovering,
I prayed that time be kind & let me start college,
I came to know this from the previous college,
I had to then change my college in mid-course,
I had to abandon all my hard-earned friends,
I had to forget about the social service society,
The physical pain was little helpful distraction,
The mental agony from changes was greater.

Maybe bad luck is destined for me

This is what I used to think and move on,
But I met you and everything just changed,
And I love such sweet-ticklish soft changes,
Now I just want this change to stay lifelong,
Just like my accident scars & the birthmarks.

Before she ditched me,
She said it,
"Go to her whom you lost your 'V' to."

Not at all meaning 'V for Vendetta',
She indirectly meant,
'P for purity'.

And I really don't know,
As I've lost it,
I mean that I lost 'M for memory'.

So that only makes me wonder,
If I lost it,
Then too I was reborn.

But my love mattered not,
It didn't to her,
I was just an experimental game.

Love was weak 'coz true it was not,
Again I failed,
Now I'm tired of it.

I'll rather live alone,
Scared of love,
Scared of it I'm to the deepest pit.

Do you know what's 1+1?
No. Seriously!
I mean to ask it.

Well it can't be generalized if you asked me.
Let me have the privilege of explaining how's, what's & why's...
Pay a bit of attention please...

Here, let me explain with examples...
Case I:
Consider a man & woman.
They marry each other to add into each other's lives.
They go for their honeymoon and have a baby (or some babies if multiple embryos succeed to develop).

Case II:
Consider unsafe ****** encounters.
Teenagers go for unwarranted *** with their counterparts and the girl gets pregnant. Here further cases of possibilities arise. Depending upon how either the girl or the boy and their parents react to the situation, there can be a single child or maybe multiple numbers of offspring here too!

So 1+1 = 2. Not always true!

Firstly, sit somewhere,
You can never in your life,
And it won't matter whether
You are a husband or a wife,
As a matter of fact you can't
Just make a square in air,
With your right hand,
And
A circle on the ground with your toe.

That is 'cause your brain,
Now just so very humane,
Can't follow this paradox,
Conflicting activities both.

Now position change,
Get down on the floor,
Yes, on all your four.

And you can not breathe in and out,
As quickly with your tongue out of your mouth,
And your nostrils both not being used.

In The Beginning

I Sang My Own Song You Consented,
I Expected Not The Love You Give Me,
You Saw Me With Those Beautiful Orbs,
You Looked At Me & Lo! I Was Arrested,
I Didn't Move My Feet Nor I Felt Like,
I Lost Myself In The Promising Eyes,
You Brought Your Lips Closer To Mine,
You Got Dimmer When I Moved Back,
I Thought For A Little Time & Blushed,
I Had My Mind Made Up In The End..

In the middle

Your Face Had Shown Disappointment,
Your Thoughts're Depicted On The Face,
I Had Brought My Lips Closer To Yours,
I Then Kissed Yours - You Kissed My Lips,
Your Lips're Suddenly Wet And So're Mine,
I Had My Kisser Excited But Cautious,
Your Kisser Was All So Very Eager For It,
I Remember Standing In A Hug Tightened,
You Had More Experience And I Had None,
I Remember Our Blushing Faces In The End.

In The End

Where That Love Between Us Has Gone,
Why-Why Did We Separate Our Ways,
That Pact Of Dreams You Shown,
Glittering With Golden Promises,
Future Replete With Golden Seeds Sown,
Singing Hymns Of Love Filling Crevices,
That Pact Came Crashing Down,
Glittering With Golden Sparkles,
Future Deplete Of Any Love We Grown,
Singing Songs Of Break-Up **In The End...

It's your voice ringing sonorously in my mind,
It's your eyes that I see your world from.

I don't actually mind it if I turn blind,
When you're here there's nothing that I fear..

And even while you are gone away from me,
You don't actually go away from my mind...

We always live in the cottage of our dreams,
Not hidden but simply away from their sight..

This dream-home will be a reality one day,
We'll reside in mother nature's cosy lap.

Up over the foothills,
Beneath the mountains,
We live away from civilization..

Singing along the birds,
Ashore the dancing brooks,
We enjoy our simpler lives fully...

Joe was a teenager unhappy with his bed,
For it creaked a lot whenever he moved.

He asked his parents to get it fixed,
But they told him to grow up & earn.

Soon his parents were both dead,
In an accident, in a ****** one.

Though he escaped from the accident,
Poor Joe was traumatised unfathomably.

His parents had a great accidental insurance,
And they were so sincere in doling out the claim.

Cremated them in the electric crematorium,
He was left with a million dollars and an urn.

He had a girlfriend, Jonita, very beautiful,
She was very active in life and in the bed.

Tiaan-tiaan, karr-karr, chian-chian,
Creeaak-creeaak, creeaak-creeaak.

Helped him move beyond the sordid memories,
She helped him soothe himself with the love.

The bed used to screech whenever they played,
They jumped on the bed, and they danced.

Rhythmically their dance lasted for 7 minutes,
Sometimes they played for multiple sessions.

Jonita one day told Joe to be serious,
For life's not just about love and ***.

Sure, Joe had a million dollars,
But that was what he inherited.

Now Joe must be serious and get a job,
For the inheritance & insurance are limited.

Jonita negatively motivated him,
Challenging Joe to earn something.

Joe promised to start earning,
But asked Jonita to marry him.

She consented, and they got married,
Kept the ceremony very much private.

Just the two of them, and two witnesses,
In that morbid-looking court house.

'That money is limited,' realised Joe,
Prepared to get employed with the Force.

He grew up and hustled harder in the fray,
And achieved getting enlisted in the Force.

Jonita was already happy, now she was proud,
Her stallion now wore the royal blue plumes.

"You're my centaur," she used to say happily,
Whenever he'd dress up for reporting at work.

Truly he was a centaur for her, and for the Force too,
Guiding his jet through the angelic skies.

'Life is good,' so thought Joe,
He trusted his every bro.

His friends assured him of his wife's safety,
Of her safety, Joseph indeed want a surety.

Joe went away for a war, call of duty, you know,
But before he went, he had a battle in the bed.

A ferocious one, with blaring metal in the background,
He drilled Jonita deep until they both bled.

There were scars on Joe's back,
As if a cat scratched him bad.

Even Jonita had hickeys and bite marks,
As if a bunny had nipped her *******.

Her shoulders bore witness to love,
And to ******* of that dove.

The news spoke of a war that broke out,
And Joe received the deployment orders.

Now, soon he went away for the war,
He missed her during the month away.

The bed's creaking he missed the most,
The centaur avoided stroking his bird.

He focused on the war, and the battle plan,
Also, he wanted to save some memories to share.

He shot, he fired, and dropped some bombs,
Killed many soldiers, maimed some others.

He also downed many enemy fighter jets,
Evaded enemy fire, engaged them in dogfights.

Amongst all the targets he hit,
The enemy soldiers were decimated.

And they won the war sooner than expected.

He shifted his focus from the war to the lover,
But he planned something more.

Joseph wanted to surprise Jonita,
So he didn't let her know he was coming home.

When he arrived back,
He wanted to read her eyes.

So, he used his set of keys.

'Pleasant surprise' he expected,
But he heard the bed creaking.

The same way it did when they made love,
The same way it did when she rided his lightning.

He loaded his gun.

Nervous, he climbed up, expecting the unspeakable,
But peered inside the bedroom to find her alone.

Sure, she was naked,
But not with anyone else.

She was gyrating to his memories,
There was his name in her whispers.

And all this while,
Her eyes were closed.

Gyrating and vibrating,
Cupping her pillows.

It was her own hands,
Not anybody else's.

He unloaded the gun.

Joe was lucky,
He had Jonita.

Don't fear,
Oh motherland,
For your sons're here,
Your brave sons in the band.
Let any of the invaders dare over,
Your sons are here on the border,
We will together protect you!

Oh Pearl-Toothed Girl!
This Poem I Write For You,
I Hope You Recognize The Angle.

Oh Pearl-Toothed Girl!
Your Smile Revealed Them,
I Hope To Witness Them For Real.

Oh Pearl-Toothed Girl!
Those Were Diamonds I Saw,
I Hope That I Own Them All In A Deal.

Oh Pearl-Toothed Girl!
Shiny Teeth In A Still I Observed,
I Hope To Be So Lucky To Meet An Archangel.

Oh Pearl-Toothed Girl!
Buying That Smile Is Not My Wish,
I Hope You Trade Your Smile For My Words & My Heart.

As I know her from the longest time,
I know that under external influence,
She did all the stuff she did not wish.

As she is not interested in me anymore,
I thank her for being my inspiration,
She was indeed a truly youthful lover..

As with all good things so with her love,
I could not monitor her for 24 hours,
She listened to God knows whomsoever.

All I infer from the relation's demise,
Is that she listened to the negative people,
So closely spread in her surroundings.

All I can wish for her advising party,
Is that they may suffer the same fate,
So similar to mine their outcome be.

Kind & caring,
Regal & royal,
Inquisitive & interesting,
Playful & loyal,
Indian & global.

Focused on her career,
Or on her love,
Resting not till succeeding.

Dispelling her negatives,
Really loving and meaning,
Organizing her career,
Ṇostalgia waiting for us,
A**s we become closely bonded.

This is just a poetic way of expressing what I guessed.

Because I had the best life
Because I had the best friends
Because I had the best parents
Because I had the best enemies
He seemed unhappy

Because I rejected that call of His
Because I outlived that day of His
Because I declined that offer of His
Because I survived that curse of His
He seems unhappy

Because I don't pray
Because I detest Him
Because I don't believe
Because I don't fear Him
He will again be the antagonist

I will be fully ready this time
I will let things be at peace again
I will let Him have His way this time
I will welcome her with my arms wide open
I won't escape death again

So that's an old saying,
Every experienced person says,
Still who has been able to restrict lovers,
I say that I have never received flowers,
I really want to waste my time,
Expecting, I am dying.

There shalt cometh a time,
Kindled will be every rime,
Those who dislike them be pauper,
Those who like them will earn a zillion dime!

There shalt cometh a time,
Sailed will be every rime,
Those who sabotage shalt meet the reaper,
Those who help them will earn a lifetime!

There shalt cometh a time,
Loving will not be a crime,
Those who loved will be keeper,
Those who won't will repent after lifetime!

O Kalpana,
I am sorry.
I can't reciprocate,
I'm such a pitiful chicken.

O Kalpana,
I am sorry.
I can't take chances,
I'm afraid it'll be broken.

O Kalpana,
I am sorry.
I can't love ever again,
I'm scared of caring & losing.

It would only be our child,
Not loving any other woman,
I'm definitely rigid with myself.

Because it's mature and patient,
Not just for all my principles,
But also for our happiness.

I wish that I could,
Encase your hands in my hands,
Whenever you need me to come,
And you need to feel me present,
Present near you in your vicinity.

Freely in my arms,
You are falling carefree relaxing,
Fall tension-free in my embrace,
Gelling well to my calmer body,
Play in the lakes of salty water.

Frame these moments,
For these are momentary...

Now they are,
Not will forever they be...

You can reminisce them,
Your fun will be immortal if you frame these moments...

Oh my gorgeous partner,
Have you forgot it already?

You spent the night awake,
Ended the action with a splurt,
And we spent the night together,
High on fairer hormones we were.

Boosted by your ethereal voice,
And the lightest clapping noise,
Between our action as you jump,
Y**es, up and down on my crotch!!!

Don't be present day Colombus,
Or you will die in misconception,
Like he thought that he found India,
Or the sea route to this mystical land,
Because America he had discovered,
Or a better land unknown to them,
He just died in the misconception,
Or would you die mistaken too?

She's hated by most people here,
Because she was wrongly inspired,
Accused of posting others' poems from here to other sites.

No, I do not hate her,
I so admire her innocence,
She did nothing wantonly ever,
For she was unaware of the wrong,
But now she has mended ways,
I see her love handling her,
No, I don't want their separation ever,
Because there are some perfect love stories as well,
And they better be left perfect unharmed.

I'll protect their love story,
As all of the failures I faced,
Impart only positivity to me,
I won't ever let them breakup,
All that remains in my pocket is good.

Intact, they don't even mumble,
Once broken they will grumble.

An accident I suffered gave me amnesia,
Not she did suffer any internal brain injuries,
Tasked with loving her forever I was,
Especially sweet seemed her young ego,
Roses fell into my mind as she kisses me,
Offered I to her a promise of forevermore,
Generous she was to reflect the promise,
Rightly she knew everything about me,
Assumed by me it was too likewise,
Doctoring me in her fantasies to recovery,
Enriched by her love and my poetry our love.

Atul lost his identity for Mystery,
Muster I did every last bit of loyalty,
Networking my way to Amritsar,
Especially so for meeting her,
Sipped through her lips I did,
Into her soul, I struck a string,
A*las, it was all an illusion of mine.

I could be controlling all my relationships,
Just like any mature cell can be induced,
To behave as pluripotent stem cells...
Just adding few transcription factor genes,
Oct4, Sox2, cMyc, and Klf4 genes be all,
To induce older cells as stem cells...
But alas, life is not as simple as science!!!

I dream of you every single night,
My eyes are closed & they are open too,
I imagine future - I see us living together...

Not as elaborate dreams as yours,
But I have largely elaborate visions too,
I imagine a lot, lot & lot of our joint future..

Mostly my dreams are colorless,
Those are often about you inamorata,
Unlike yours which often you see colorful.

Loving you I discovered myself,
Loving you I've attained Nirvaṇa.
Loving you I've defined my Karma,
Loving you I've adopted my Dharma,
Loving you I've found my identity,
Loving you I've moulded my life,
Loving you I've known myself.

Loving you is my sole mission,
Loving you is my only passion,
Loving you is my raging fashion,
Loving you is my loyalty creation,
Loving you is my full regression,
Loving you is my lonely lotion,
Loving you is my fuller ration.

Loving you never was a regret,
Loving you I have recounted it all,
Loving you is a thing I always knew.

Oh my faithful readers,
I am here yet again,
With yet another pretty verse,
About how I endured my internal horrors,
To save the universe!

I went to a dinner buffet,
Replete with extraordinary it was,
Music was being sweetly played,
People so busy nobody noticed a shattered vase,
Blown away by an extreme speed ****,
The culprit wasn't spotted.

Because he left a silent ****,
A silent high-speed ****.

A lady just smelled his methane,
And she just fainted..

As he realized the berserk results of his farts,
He ran for the door making people aware,
That he was the real culprit behind it all,
I then went to his house and he was there,
Darning the place with his merciless farts!!!!!

I merely left a parcel containing some pills,
He probably took those pills for a long time,
Because the next time when I saw the fatso,
He wasn't scaring people away by his farts.

*So I saved the universe!

Oh how conveniently I often fail,
But not that my arms I do not flail.
Neither that soldier spirit ebbs away,
Nor this fighting spirit will ever sway.

What is wrong with my health,
Why all my systems get derailed.
Have I not lost so much of wealth,
How I avoid this approaching death.

My little brother is a naughty fellow,
Since his childhood.
My kid sister is a sweet fellow,
Since her infancy..
There is one thing common about them,
Both of my siblings...
I prize both of them so much, and,
Neither of them exist in the real world,
Both are my brain child!

Experiencing the love we share,
Encouraging only the positivity,
Explicitly repelling opposed air,
Embalming only the negativity,
Effecting the feelings that glare.

We savour that sweetness now.

I heard a ***** howling nearby,
Writhing with wonderful pain...
I heard the pack of dogs barking,
Each bark immersed in ecstasy...
I heard the stray puppies as well,
All making only unhappy noises...
I then attentively heard the night,
That seemed to last for long time...
I was finally hearing only insects,
They made their scratchy noises...

She crept up my veins,
And highjacked my heart,
Before dumping it.

They used to call me Chinese.
They just saw my tiny eyes back then.
They used to boycott me every time mockingly.
They used to call me names - ***** eyes - Slit eyes.
Whenever there was some disturbance at the Indo-Sino border they cursed me jokingly.
I took no offence at any of the well-intended humor.
I knew karate back then if they crossed the line.
I wasn't ever taught to bite dogs back.
I could settle the scores if must.