I found you
Looking for me,
Looking for some guidance,
Which I gave to you,
In return,
You gave me your heart,
Which I shall cherish forever,
And ever.

There're no lucky or unlucky,
No benign or cancerous,
Nonsense or sensible,
Bitter or sweet,
Numbers.
But,
Apparently,
There's a strange,
Number in every life,
Insignificant but important,
Like there's number 7 for me.

These are my thoughts for you,
In my arms every night, you will perish.

Yes, you will squirm and squiggle,
When my tongue inside you, I shall swivel.

Yes, you will lose yourself in my embrace,
When I shall touch you, you will live again.

Yes, when moonlight will glitter your face,
Then I shall kiss you back till forever.

Yes, you will love me more and more,
Intensely and insanely, in sweet pain.

There was sound of the door chime
It was not like I saw her for the first time

But the breeze that breezed through her hair that day
Was making them look as though birds would fly away

That look on her face with the sun shining behind her
Left me just gazing and admiring the beauty, speechless

We were higher above the entire planet,
And maybe you are afraid of heights.
I tried to conserve the relationship,
But so scared you jumped off it..
Come, hold my hand again,
Why scared of the pain...
Come where sky is not the limit.

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.

The fairy flew like a dried leaf,
Way beyond the red coral reef,
It flew unto its fairy mom.
The mom was unlike other fairies,
For it is red in colour & has horns,
It also has a pointed fairy tail..
For it is the Devil's own fairy agent!!!

As we lead our lives,
Boring or interesting,
Calm and caring for it,
Dealing the problems,
Elevating our quality,
Freshening up daily,
Greatly upscaling,
Happy smiles,
Intimately,
Jerking threats away,
Kissing happiness,
Leading  brighter,
Much  more  long,
Newer  &  higher,
Over  the  clouds,
Pouring hot love,
Queer  above  all,
Resting  relieved,
Staring night sky,
Treetops craning,
Up onto the stars,
Violins  of nature,
Waking  up fresh,
Xenophilia popping,
Yearning divine sin,
Zesty opera of our lives.

Twins, they are your kids,
Identical they are delightful,
Tie them together you do,
S**ensual feeling for both you & me.

In our research work at the lab,
We are getting positive results,
But just for one gene we get them.

TFF3, the sole positive expression,
TFF1 & TFF2 expressions're -ve,
But we will try another tissue now.

We just tried the umbilical cord yet,
Now I have suggested more,
We now need two more tissues.

TFF1 or sP2, may well be extracted,
Purified from the intestinal tissue,
And its expression maybe seen...

TFF2 or sP1, may well be extracted,
Purified from the spleen tissues,
For its expression to be seen...

Because the government announces only some money as a compensation.
Because the press makes much hue and cry for some days only as a story.
Because the civilians can only shed a few tears before finally moving over.

Because I don't want my mother to cry over my mutilated corpse one day.
Because I don't even want my father to stand numbed over my dead body.
Because I don't ever want an angel - my angel to cry over my lifeless body.

Because I don't want to come back mangled remains & cause them winch.
Because I don't want to come back ever with a conscience guilty of killing.
Because I don't want to come back hands filled of instrumental blood ever.

Not at all like that because I fear the bullets searing my soldier's body in life.
Not at all like that because I fear bombs blasting up my body organs away.
Not at all like that because I fear ******* enemies ambushing me from rear.

Not at all like that because I have a soft heart or that I can't shoot my target.
Not at all like that because I have a sympathetic stand towards the enemies.
Not at all like that because I have a low level of love for our national virtues.

Not at all like that because I don't want my friends to ever lament upon me.
Not at all like that because I don't want my future children to get to know it.
Not at all like that because I don't want my fresh hobbies stay unrecognized.

Not to mention how all of the civilians and the press make much hue & cry.
Not to mention how all the topics they choose are only useless T.R.P.-based.
Not to mention how all of the time the soldiers spend under such conditions.

There is a saga in your glittery eyes,
It is hidden by your sweetest smiles.
Tanning with time I tell not any lies,
Come let's walk slow for few miles...

All of the roses lack such cute poses,
Your face is the zenith of innocence.
For you & me a bright future awaits,
Read a saga in its image in my eyes..

Goes away that bleakness of future,
As I get a look at your face so divine.
Smile o life dear & just hold on here,
The saga is of success & a happy life.

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I just dreamed of someone as cute.

Crazy & loving to fall for my love,
Amazing it is for me to get her love,
Reading her truthful heart in love,
Exactly the lover I wanted to love.

Another dream it seems temporary,
Boastful we will not be ever here,
Ostensibly she loves me to be near,
Ultimate heartfelt emotions surface,
Targeting my efforts I will be for you.

Your divine heart inside is so cute,
Of forever separation I have fears,
Uncountable heartbreaks scare.....

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.

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.

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.

I am the soul that you have regained,
I am even the best crush you ever had.
I am the love story that will never end,
I am yours as if I have always been yours.
I am always ready to adjust and to bend,
I am ready just for you and only for you.
I am proud to stay happy with you only...

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The two strands of DNA are bound together mainly by the stacking interactions, hydrogen bonds and hydrophobic effect between the complementary bases.

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I am not Hercules who needs Alcmene,
But I am someone who definitely needs love.
My heart is so clean I do not need a pure body,
When my soul is like an innocent dove.

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.

No,
I'm not as faithful as a mutt.

Because dogs shuffle *******,
Just like playboys change beaches.

But yes,
I am as faithful as a swan.

Because time goes awn and awn,
Swans don't desert their partners.

I want to be happier with you lifelong,
No I won't be satiated ever without you.

I love you with all my heart and mind,
No one can ever & ever substitute you.

I get something new about us each day,
We only get mature every passing gray.

I aspire to be rich enough to buy a ring,
We then unite closer than diamond in it.

I promise you nothing at all but sincerity,
You just need to call me out if life is hard.

I wish more certainty in all my promises,
You would be more close to me than ever.

I tame this dream as a vision & desire,
Just please assume your rightful place.

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They have constituted police for the maintenance of our societal masks,
They have further institutionalized education for our apparent welfare,
They have set up laws & language not exactly meant to be abused.
But how much meaning can it justify?

After all, in the end we still need to brush our teeth after the toothpick.

In A Mood As Good As Awesome Food

With Eyes As Bright As Black Onyx

She'll Be Reading & Re-reading

This Puny Piece Of Poetry

Twirling Her Silky Hair

With Slender Fingers

And Often Smile

As She Imagines

Walking A Mile

Along With Me

Hands-In-Hands

On A Sweet Day

Not Waiting Until

The Month Of May

She'll Be Reading This

And She Will Do It Soon

Pulled Like A Dove By Love

Love That I Never Fail To Display

Through My Words In My Puny Poems

I Rightly Write Rightfully For Her - Her Only.

Love has always been a baneful boon,
Neither the sun sunk nor rose the moon,
That promised evening never broke cocoon,
How much I dreamed for she never let me say,
I only kept waiting & just an idea took her away,
Time is said to pay nice but it instead made me pay.
All I am left with is love & memories, and a right hand.

I love these aircrafts rambling overhead,
Fighter jets they practise for the J-day,
But the judgement day never comes,
And forever its threat looms here,
Scaring all the civilians to ****,
Just constipating our minds,
In the lovely ugly paradox.

That's why I walked right into her
While I knew she would change
Because change is so natural
She just stepped in my life
And pupate out one fine day
But she will not come back here
Whatever that was thought or said!

For she is just another butterfly,
And I'm not looking for insects.

Looming here since forever,
Death now seems much closer.
Guzzling oil hovering over,
End has struck the hour.

In the cockpit, the air is stinking,
Reminder of an unwashed mind.
Trick or treat with enemy calling,
Killing their unsuspecting selves.
Oh Satan!

Wretched enemies of humanity,
They unleashed the zombie army.
Why don't they go out to fight?
Left that role to the zombies, yeah.

Father Time will settle scores,
For this Father is a log keeper.
Exploiting civilians for gains they do,
Taking them just as junk in the room.
Wait till they all revolt, yeah!

When in darkness, put on the lights,
Shadow play from childhood calling.
Dropping explosive ****, these birds,
Hand of Doom has struck the hour.

Night of Finale, Satan waiting,
Hide deeper, the nukes come calling.
Burning homes, factories & inns,
Satan shying, wraps His wings
Oh Satan!

I can't guide an aimless arrow that has a brain of its own and doesn't want to hit the target...

Every minute I will wait for you,
I am sure you will make it worthwhile,
Because I am truly entirely yours.

Waiting for you,
Knowing that,
You study,
Dedicatedly...

Waiting for you,
Knowing that,
It does take,
Time..

Waiting for you,
Knowing that,
The result,
Is strong steel.

I'm again in a transition,
A non-medical scientist by my schooling,
A writer, singer-poet, and author by passion,
These days I'm at Gorakhpur to join a new job,
For another new opportunity that I grabbed,
One of the many exams I cracked,
This job is that of an Assistant Audit Officer.

I marvel at what life has shown me,
Educated at school in non-medical sciences,
Physics, Chemistry, Math, English & Physical Education.

Then I undertook the first paradigm career shift,
Started my Bachelor degree in Biotechnology
Met with the unfortunate cataclysmic road accident,
Survived the 23-day coma against all odds.

Oh the odds, do you remember, oh life?
200+ beats per minute heart rate in the coma,
104°F+ fever accompanied the ****** injuries,
Fractured cheekbone just below the left eye.

Brain stem injuries sent the global doctors in a Tizzy,
Nobody was certain about my survival or the recovery,
But I survived.

The second paradigm shift here was my survival.

They had said at the hospital,
"Only the most serious cases come to ICU #2,
And the lost cases come to HDU #7."

BUT I DIDN'T DIE.

I survived everything that you threw at me,
Everything, even negative people,
Who made weird recommendations.

What did they recommend to my parents after the accident?
— to make me join an easier degree course,
— to make me train for weaving baskets,
— to set up a toffee shop for me to earn bread,
— and what not to discourage my family,
— my parents had dreams for their only child,
— all the whilst I was in the uncertain coma,
— and the pitiable vegetative state for 30 more weeks,
— where I endured immense pains.

Oh life, you've been so hard!
You gave me COVID-SARS in 2012,
I didn't die,
I completed my B.Tech in Biotechnology.

More loneliness followed,
I still didn't give up on life,
Completed my M.Tech in Animal Biotechnology.

The third paradigm shift was next,
When I cleared 4 recruitment exams,
And joined as a Probationary Officer
With the State Bank of India.

The fourth paradigm shift now comes,
I have shifted to the job of an Assistant Audit Officer,
With the Comptroller & Auditor General of India.

I defeated death,
But I seem to be fighting a lost battle
Against loneliness in my life.

Here it goes... :-)
So, you descended from those skies,
The moment I saw those pink eyes,
I fell from grace believing those lies,
Bewildered I was seeing your eyes.

Of angels you're a priceless princess,
This is the most real fact in my life.

Unbelievable beauty met my eyes,
Of those herons you're ******,
You are my story's heroine.

Everything about you is so beautiful,
Very trustworthy & honest you are,
Often times you come to my dreams,
Loving this new journey I am to bits.

I am addicted and you are my drug.

I watched the skyline from the sea shore.
Staying seated on my comfy chair,
Behaving as if I didn’t care.
I still wanted to go to a new place,
Where I'd be loved,
And I'd be respected.
I realised that I must break the chains,
And I must surf the waves,
For I wanted to have new horizons.

Unaware of my destination,
I'm imagining my days away,
A man with a vivid imagination,
My thoughts often wander too far,
I drew a very detailed picture of hers,
Yes t'was in my mind and not real,
But I ain't a good painter at all,
So I painted her in my mind,
She's a dream-come-true.

Come oh near.
Oh sweet dear.
Don't you fear.

Going through this journey we smile.
As we pass by each and every mile.
In my boxed bed you and me lie.
Buried at distance from any lie.
Bloodless are our pale bodies.
In night we crave for blood.
We rise from our slumber.

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.

He went to her home in late hours.
She had invited him intentionally.
He reached late in the midnight.
She had long prepared for him.
He smelled roses & lavender.
She had deliberated them.
He had no clue about it.




And just as you are searching for more,
The poem takes an unexpected sharp turn!

A gorgeous formula for force is:
F=dp/dt or F=d(m.v)/dt
By employing mass into velocity.
This formula uses the momentum
To elucidate the force involved
And to deduce the frontage
Of any effect developed

Atul Subhash, I empathise with you,
This modern age is evil.

Your wife behaved narcissistically,
The judge behaved more so.

I can understand your situation,
And you're a lesson, an inspiration.

I won't ever get married, brother,
For I fear divorce, yes, I do.

Instead of getting married,
I'd rather get a cat, yes, a cat.

As for my monies, oh the dust,
I'll donate it all to a cause.

Animal welfare,
Medical research.

Somewhere useful,
But not in a marriage.

I had been bending over,
I used to do that for her.
Little did she ever hear,
Seldom she treasured ever.

Maybe I just can't get enough,
Never she went astray, though.
Determinedly I wasn't tough,
She managed to spoil the dough.

Perhaps life would someday shine,
Someone might come my way.
And then she'll be mine,
On this life's highway.

Spoiled in the muck,
As if a broiled duck,
My tarnished luck.

But came the princess,
Of all my happiness,
She is the mistress.

I dreamt about her,
Last night as I slept,
Vaguely I remember.

We haven't met yet,
But eyes have met,
In our dreams set.

So now I smile,
Along each mile,
Her fantastic style.

She thought not of attaining as love,
It was not a long established thing.
No, she just read freaky literature,
Online from sources so like Quora.
Right from where the people exalt,
'Course about their own thinking.
And in the process, she loses her identity.

The most gorgeous girl in the world,
I* remember *Pragya by her anonym,
Now all I have are her memories,
Yes they are sweet and delicious.

Real life angel she was my friend,
Each day in her company was good,
Memories of us smiling together,
Early riser she so inspired me,
Maybe she does not have time,
Busy she is too much for memories,
Regal used to be her elegant smiles,
Again I hope that I come across her,
No one is immortal but memories are,
Centuries ago maybe I had known her,
Every memory I can recollect sharply.

Even if you are not talking to me,
The thread connecting our hearts stays,
And that way we stay connected.

Even if you do not feel the love any longer,
Your memories make me feel happier,
And that way we stay connected.

Many-a-times I have felt your pain,
Both in your past and the present,
And that way we stay connected.

I have always prayed to GOD,
For your pain to be transferred,
And that way we stay connected.

No, I do not regret my words,
Perhaps they were the most suited,
And that way we stay connected.

You resent me for my words,
Even I resent you for your actions,
And that way we stay connected.

As this year ends I confess it,
We will be united as one in future,
And that way we stay connected.

You were wary of all guys till you
Met my dumb but intellectual self
In this vastly wide but empty void
Called my hopelessly romantic life
Then we were only poetry friends
Slowly was peeled this fruity love
Now we have been in sweet love.

Can you explain this relationship
Or would you choose no diagnosis
And only relish its divine sweetness
How very sweetly it has happened
Why & how we two got together..

Finding the heart which was lost
Through all ages, time and again
Tides o'times our love has faced.

My word is good, it's also true,
I promise to you all my life,
For you will be my wife,
Touch me & you'll see,
How I turn to gold soon,
You'll be my intense magic,
Our families will be our glue.

When the time is ripe,
For me & even you,
It will be alright,
Because you will be my wife,
To indulge in romance,
Engage in this dance,
To create new life.

Don't worry dear, I won't stifle you,
You I won't send in a swoon,
I know you can achieve,
The greater glory.
That will be the day,
For us to unite as one body,
Come dancing to me, my dear lady.

Now, don't procrastinate much,
I'm yours and you're mine too,
And both of us are alike each,
Both me & you were let down,
By the ones we took to be ours,
But we don't need such friends,
Oh, such fake faces around us.

I know that me you'll not disappoint,
You I'll never let feel disheartened,
Babe, I will be patient with you,
And I will let my poems now,
Trust me & you'll see the peak,
Not of any other mountain now,
But of the friendly hillock of love.

You must trust me in this skydive,
I'll take care of you when you need,
When it's time, your dough I'll knead,
Feel my deep love as you dared to jump,
You're the most beautiful of them all,
Now feel confident about yourself,
You're cautious and that's good.

Just don't hold back fearing me,
I'll be gentle and kind with you,
And I expect you to be receptive,
Also, you be ready for new love,
Come, let's look after this dove,
Be receptive to my love, don't fear,
Be intimate when I pull you near.

Where did the first border appear?
I wonder and I wonder more.
The answer doesn't come out freely.

Probably on a piece of paper.
Or a cave wall perhaps..
Or on an insecure conscience...

They followed the dogs, lions and tigers.
They didn't take clues from the Albatross..
They were unable to make it a one world...

Fought for meagre pieces of land in a bid to expand...
They forgot that the wind blows beyond borders..
Animals and birds don't consider any borders.

Let's put our poetical hands together now.
Around each other's shoulders & waists..
Let's rhyme away the borders & nations...