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.

I want to go back in time.
No, not just a few years.
No, not even till earlier than my birth.

I want to go back in time.
Full two hundred years.
Yes, I want to get a set of quill & parchment.

I want to come back to this time.
Complete two hundred years.
People might ask me, 'Why do you want to do all this?'

I want to travel time surely.
And reach back to this time securely.
I want to fetch just a pair of quill & parchment.

I want to travel time surely.
People would surely discourage me.
But all I want is to be back with quill & parchment.

I want to travel time back & forth.
People would ask me why.
Even you would want to know the reason.

I want to travel & get antique quill & parchment for writing love letters to you.
Yes, I want to make it appear classic.
People would tell me that I could get the same even in today's world.

But I still want to travel time & fetch antique quill & parchment.
Yes, perhaps I'm crazy - crazy for you.
Now the people would understand why I want to travel time.

Here it comes,
The great war it's called.
Stuck you're since eons,
But good news comes with the herald.

The war will be over soon,
You can finally return home.
Don't celebrate your loss,
You lost many friends.

Those friends that died,
You sang melodies with them.
Melodies to the Goddess of death,
Melodies to the wife at home.

Now be strong,
And move along.
For they are dead,
And the dead don't return.

This war showed you a lot,
A lot that matters to you.
Friends are like leaves,
They are lost in the wind.

An ugly beautiful relationship,
Or
A beautifully ugly relationship.

A faithfully faithless lover,
Or
A faithlessly faithful lover.

I lay in my bedroom,
Near lifeless I was,
Hardly any movement,
Neither voluntarily,
Nor involuntarily,
To parents' utter disappointment,
And to their sadness.

I had never thought,
Not even dreamed,
Heavy felt every step,
Never so desperately,
Narrower felt each passage,
To my parents' daily observation,
And to their dismay.

But still they were strong,
Harder than diamond,
Impossible to shake their spirits,
Time admitted defeat in the end,
Thanks to their nerving nerves,
I could only muster strength,
And I walked upright again.

And I replied:

*"मगर यकीन है मुझे,
अगर ज़्यादा पास तुम आई,
तो मैं तुम्हें भी खो दूँगा।
Magar yakeen hai mujhe,
Agar zyaada paas tum aayi,
To main tumhe bhi kho dunga.

दोस्त ही ठीक हैं हम,
नंबर मांगती हो तुम,
मैं एक की जगह दो दूँगा।
Dost hi theek hain hum,
Number maangti ** tum,
Main ek ki jagah do dunga.

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"But I am sure about it,
If you come closer to me,
Then I will lose you as well.

We are okay as just friends,
You ask for my number,
Have 2 instead of one.

+918950932456
+917015569614"

I know not how I get projected as a shy guy,
Weird presumption, I would now just say.

People come speak to me for like a few hours,
They just don't interest me enough to invite replies.

But most often, it happens in the classrooms!
Teachers are oftentimes the ones with this complaint!

Is only some overtly tough subject eligible for my thoughts,
For my words, for my questions and for my answers?

I can guarantee one thing with one hundred percent accuracy,
The moment you put your original display picture, many boys will go crazy,
And twice as many girls will contemplate suicide in jealousy.

Once again while on the path of words you tread,
The 'Angel?' Saga
I hope you find it convenient to read.

I seek your opinion to develop myself
Please cooperate
Just as you have read the 7 poems, them you re-read.

Tell me which part you love the most,
It I shall write
On paper and in a handwriting so beautiful.

I'm addicted to my brainchild poem,
And I remember
What wind - what land - what sea.

14 years after that accident,
I finally succeed
To establish myself as a professional.

Poetry played a crucial part,
In redefining me
And my mental acumen.

So, I want to celebrate my success
By expressing my love for poetry
And the respect for my fellow poets.

Me & you got stuck at the club,
But there's nothing to worry bud,
As we don't intend to go home,
In the torrential rain we can't either.

So come closer to embrace me,
Don't fear the thunderstorm dear,
Nothing to lose - memories to gain,
Just enjoy the tip-tip sound of rain.

The Pill was invented then,
And humanity lost all its morals finally.
Girls started using The Pill,
And now *** is for recreational purposes.
Birth control lost its meaning,
And condoms were now used just for fun.
The Pill came and all morality was lost.

She is from Amritsar,
Home to the Golden Temple,
And a historically important city.

He is from Karnal,
Home for some research,
And Indian Milk Revolution..

She is still innocent,
Drawn to his charming self,
And that too quite righteously...

He is experienced,
Drawn to her innocence,
And is always there for her....

She is very receptive,
Often listens to his advice,
And much to her advantage.....

He is most supportive,
Showing her lighted path,
And so for her is all of him......

Both replace all pairs,
Many poets know of them,
And Mystery-Atul just rejoice.......

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.

The driver did not stop,
He did not fear any cop,
Human heads he was to chop.

Made a red purée of humans,
He read Satanic Verses,
It's a religion of peace.

Your midnight hour is my midday,
The sun blazes red hot overhead,
Your hotrod is much more cool,
The people here're just expended,
Your calm moon is our blazing sun.

The midnight here is lost in cooling,
Your 125ºF will be our 52ºC,
We get that often.

But you never get that normally.

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.

Never kiss if you don't mean it with actual love.
Never promise if you would probably break it one day.
Hearts can get shattered & never love again.
People can perish in the self-lit fires of guilt, insult & pain.
Oh how I wish the world realizes & respects the value of true love.

Only if the world realized the value of faithful love,
It would surely have been the best place to live,
Nobody would want to give up, weep and leave.

Learn being faithful to your partner in love,
Everyone be a faithful lover, husband or wife,
For it is not a rave party our life condemned by witches,
And of course we are humans not dogs or *******,
Learn love, higher love, it's about time.

If you think that I shall shy away,
Concede my defeat at their hands,
Then you have never been yourself,
And you have never known Atul,
You have just known your defeat,
If you think that I will let you...

No, I am not a loser in life,
I have such remaining time,
When atrophy won't hurt me,
And death won't do us apart,
You just know my name,
If you had known me, you won't be leaving...

Leaving me in my labyrinthine thoughts,
Of why you left without a good reason,
Why me being so faithful wasn't enough,
Oh how the worldly vices attracted you,
More than I ever could've managed to,
Loving you is the sole motto of my life...

Her feminism is more of self-discovery,
Although I am not intending to insult it,
Than it is about empowering females,
Even I am a feminist essentially...

Sometimes she fails to find sense,
Horribly so and ever non repeated,
Even she herself might laugh inside..

Maybe she is adamant right now,
E**arn I will her love someday surely.

When Love arrives,
Don't be hesitant about it,
Don't be dumb towards it.

Improvise to be expressive,
Improvise your poems & verses,
Be romantic and passionate too.

Learn to be flirtatious & elegant,
Learn to be welcoming & courteous,
Be adventurous and spontaneous.

Receive love with all its grandeur,
Reflect it with twice the splendour,
Witness the magic of love.

I am too tired to live on,
The memories are bitter.

I am so tired to love on,
Karma is a stinkin' thin'.

I am far more interested in death,
As I live a ghoulish life in loneliness.

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 am really sorry her younger sister,
Don't mean to spoil your fun but really,
You would not get to tease her forever!

I am really sorry her little brother,
Don't mean to take your artist away,
You would not get her to do charts!

I am really sorry her strict mother,
Don't mean to insult you but we'll elope,
You would not get to polish her by scolding!

I am really sorry her loving father,
Don't mean to question your upbringing,
You would not get to love her as much as me!

Oh my dream-most-real how I wait for you,
The brush of these twigs of the love tree,
I will gulp the swigs of tears belonging to you!

Oh my young inspiration how I love you,
The gush of the potion of our love is awaited,
We will have a toast of happiness each!

Oh my young companion how I require you,
The lush gardens of love expect us really soon,
Come to my street forever I wait for *you!

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

"I love my 57474 Forever"*
A variation of this phrase,
Used to be my password everywhere.

Yes it was so easy to remember,
For each heartbeat repeated it,
And I could just not forget it ever.

But then she chose to walk out on me,
A rethink she gave not her decision,
And seemingly I am going to be lonely,
Not just for a day but forever & ever.

I wonder what it'd be like having to be darkness's son,
What if I was really the devil himself and what if I had a double?

Terrorizing the subjects of darkness all the time I'd relish,
Ignoring the other ladies I come to your heaven for some peace.

Tired I'm if of all this devilry and feel exhausted so I need rest,
My double will then impersonate me playing my role where I can't.

Its oil lit up by tiny sparks,
The night lamp in the corner glows.

Its light fills up this room,
The love flower is waiting to bloom.

The noise is from the loom,
Its expression will mute the gloom.

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.

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.

(I am woken up by her honey-sweet voice in the morning.)
She:  Good morning honey!
Me:  Good morning baby!
(I yawn my mouth wide as I say that.)
(She smiles & replies tauntingly as she pulls my ear lovingly.)
She:  Seems you had a laborious night!
Me:  Yeah, a really laborious one indeed.
(Even I smile as I remember the last night; full of spice.)
(Now she bends towards the side-table and fetches coffee.)
She:  Hmmm... I've prepared coffee for you darling, you were asleep.
Me:  Oh dear, should I say thanks or kiss you again!?
(I move my body forward from the sheets craning my neck - the cutlery makes tinkling noise.)
(She cackles and barely maintains her balance as she retracts herself.)
She:  Seems you're still undone, my naughty boy!
Me:  Ah! How truer could you be, kiss me again!
(I offer my lips as I take the cup offered by her.)
(She smiles and just gives a brief peck on my lips with hers.)
She:  Now we should get our day started, otherwise we'd get late.
Me:  What did you just say!? We'd get laid? Oh I'd love to!
(I muster an apt piece of laughter for both of us.)
(She looks even more angelic as she laughingly pulls both my ears & cheeks.)
She:  Get out of the bed, you naughty boy!
Me:  Aye-aye madam! And I'll be hungry soon after getting done with my morning duties.
(I say greedily to invite another sweet smile from my angel-faced woman.)
(She seems to be ready for that and says in a learned manner.)
She:  So my dear hubby, what would you have for breakfast?
Me:  I'd have you with cheese & salt, milk & sugar and lots of love!
(I say that cheekily hoping to make her blush.)
(She blushes and turns towards the kitchen, I follow to help her.)

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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.

But a really dire bitter resentment still stays,
Languishing in my memory are those days,
When she was directionless I guided her,
When she felt loveless I pampered her,
It was when she felt physically unfit,
Then I instilled confidence in her,
My social work's she is an heir.

Thinking about me,
She starts longing,
For me & my touch.

She coils in her bed,
Missing me she smiles,
The pillow in her clutch.

Twinkling in the sockets,
The two dwindling stars,
She sinks deep in the bed.

But she could only imagine it,
How my manly touch would be,
Soft & sensual or strong & rough.

Pitch dark nights she spends awake,
Whispering my name from far away,
She swings alone in crests & troughs.

Missing me dearly & often complains,
Satiating her with my words & poems,
That's all that I could supply her with.

There's a prime example,
Which reflects the importance,
Of number 7 in my life.

It's the sequence of my rebirth,
In real world after an accident,
On '7th' of May, 2010 which put,
Me to the horror of my family,
Into a comatose state..

Now before you start taking 7,
As an unlucky number for me,
Let me tell you that my story is,
Far from over yet as I am alive,
After surviving the serious injuries,
From the accident that the doctors feared,
And I braved death in the HDU number 7.

Anticipating a positive end result,
I give it my best attempt,
'Coz the anti-****** is not desired.

Love depends on my career in life,
I have kindled the dream,
For long enough to let you go now.

We haven't ever met yet,
Deep in hearts we have.

I'm missing playfulness,
I miss you pinching me.

I'm missing your laugh,
I miss that tickling you.

I'm missing the shyness,
I miss your naughtiness.

We haven't touched yet,
Already I am missing it.

I might smile, I might laugh,
But happily, I think so not.

Your cuteness is my beauty,
Your prosperity is my lookout.

Your smile is my compatibility,
Your affection is my pout.

Your job is my duty,
Your happiness is my Karma.

Your satisfaction is my responsibility,
Your health is my Dharma.

It is me who changed,
I now know who to blame.

For she is just like her self,
She didn't change at all.

No, I do not blame her,
For she is exactly the same.

She is just like she was,
Still video chatting clothless.

The difference is that I'm here,
The new one is overseas.

He has told me everything.

I looked into your eyes,
Hoping these to be true,
What I didn't see were lies.

I dreamt about you, please,
Holy Love of mine were you,
Who new loves you better than me?

Innocent they look as pure as ice,
Hopping without any rue,
When did I not see the lies?

I hoped for it to sustain long,
Hell, I didn't know they'd rust,
Where should I sing my swansong?

I trusted your romantic promise,
How you broke my trust,
Why these deceiving eyes?

I now suspect that you lie,
Hey, you can't cheat on me,
Whom new did you learn to love?

I shall marry you one day soon,
To bring you to my world.
Then take you out to the hills,
To make love in the snowy whorl.

You might lose something,
But me you shall gain.
We'll make love under the moonlight,
You'll experience no pain.

I have a dream about us,
To bring new life to the planet.
We must become united as one body,
And one soul for this one love.

That one love will be our daughter,
Who we will kindle as our love,
Then we'll not deprive her of happiness,
We'll give her a sibling as well.

I am so sure that we'll have a daughter first,
Well, that's because I have a lot of love inside,
Such love for you and my future,
And we'll always thank the Moon for its love.

Hello,
Hello,
You are buffalo!
Your underpants are yellow!
Coz you **** so yellow-yellow!

I am a rich man, not financially,
But morally, I am the Bill Gates.
None other than me is endowed so richly,
I am as close to perfection as it really gets.
I stay on the fair side of morality,
Carefree about standard she sets.
It matters not as she let herself down in reality.

FEMALE
Oh my lover, oh my lover!
We are two bodies with connected lives,
We are the desires of the same heart.
Oh my lover, oh my lover!

I surrendered my body & soul to you,
Nothing remains that I call mine.
The love I hope to get from you,
Even God can't fulfill this hope of mine.
Since the day we belong to each other,
We know nothing about the world over.
We are the desires of the same heart,
Oh my lover, oh my lover!

MALE
They narrate that in the world of love,
Two hearts are seldom compatible.
If they are compatible somewhere,
Even shadows of others don't enter there,
Even shadows of others don't enter there.
What situation now meets our lives,
Lest I name it or just remain amazed.
We are the desires of the same heart,
Oh my lover, oh my lover!

FEMALE
My lover, our this union,
Is as if is Ganga-Yamuna's union.
The truth has come to fore,
The dream has passed before,
The dream has passed before.
This land belongs to humans,
We are nothing else but humans,
We are the desires of the same heart,
Oh my lover, oh my lover!

MALE
Oh my lover, oh my lover!
We are two bodies with connected lives,
We are the desires of the same heart.
Oh my lover, oh my lover!

FEMALE*
Oh-oh-oh!

She said,
"I am truly yours,"
And me,
I am a fool always.
Waiting,
To be cheated,
They always say,
"I have found someone better,
He's just like me & so compatible."

I had read her acceptance letter then,
She had promised me to love me,
I had even renamed myself,
For her, I took that step,
So long as lifelong.

Reading her old love letters,
I now realize its postmortem,
That I read none complete,
At the bottom of the offer,
Was written in small letters,
**"CONDITIONS APPLY"

She is my dream angel,
From each & every angle.

She is my dreamy fantasy,
From a dream so fantastic.

She is my sweet lover,
From the height she never lets us go lower.

Yes, she takes us Higher & Farther,
Together.

Knightly I feel,
Rightly I know,
I will be great,
Paradise clinched,
Inch by inch.

I know problems.

Louder is the love,
On both my ears,
Veils my tears,
Expressing it she comes.

Yes, she brings me joy,
On my lips she sits as a smile,
Under my nose I can feel her.

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Of | fO
A | A
Mirror | rorriM
Is | sI
Best | tseB
Told | dloT
By | yB
Itself | flestI
And | dnA
Not | toN
On | nO
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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.

This earth is actually 1 nation,
It is 1 complex society.
My compatriots,
They don't desist from being real *****.
My countrymen,
They spit phlegm on any public road.
My landsmen,
They bias against the ladies apart from ****** them.
My fellow humans,
They break all of the traffic rules.
My own friends,
They have been so imperfect.
My friends are my world,
And I am not proud of this world.

I am an idealist who never had them,
The mythical permanent friends.

The human society is full of bigotry,
I read about female exploitation.
This awful male-dominated society,
I am amused on its insecurities.
That unlucky unborn female foetus,
I mourn its ****** before its birth.