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!

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.

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.

My bed creaks with the pain of my loneliness,
My life reeks of the stench of my emptiness.
Do not run away considering me desperate,
A better lover than me you can only imagine.

My past is smeared with pains and sorrows,
My present painted with a cautious colour.
My future is bleak, I can't foretell a thing,
Come along if you want, don't be hesitant.

I'm not desperate, I've been lonely for far too long,
Now that you are here, I won't let you go away from me.
I'm not bad, I'm a PhD researcher, and have a future too,
Be my lover, we shall go for hiking on the hills & put up a tent.

In the night outside the tent, we shall make a bonfire,
And also cook the food with peaceful veg ingredients.
You just need to eat and feed me too, I shall do the cooking.
Afterwards inside the tent, we shall make love hot and pure.

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.

You tell me that you love me,
"Oh thank you!" I say.
But you aren't happy with the answer.

And you keep on telling me so,
"I don't know what else to say."
I can only ever manage this.

My heart has been broken badly,
I can't tell you anything gladly.
Please understand and let me be.

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

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As...
If...
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Apparently,
They have not read any good poems.
Or maybe,
They have not read any good sagas.
Probably,
They have just seen breakups.
Sadly.

Literature - the written word,
It stays forever.
I love my "The 'Angel?' Series",
It is like a diamond.

And I love my story "7 Seconds",
It is my diadem.

I don't share this lonesome life,
I am not going to ever get a wife,
For my horoscope threatens her death.

And blindfaith holders are galore o'r here,
They will sadistically sacrifice true love,
But not marry a Martian Greenhead.

The planet Mars is too strong in my life,
So strong that it says I won't get a wife,
Perhaps only another Manglik will be mine.

Oh my darling, I really love you,
You have me and I have you,
I'm happy and so are you.

We are yet to meet for real,
Every pain of yours I do feel,
Each other we started to heal.

I am so sure about the two of us,
Relax and enjoy having faith in us,
I am making my life so large for us.

We used to be alone but no more,
Now we're together with each other,
For you I will permanently be there.

This I shall always and forever repeat,
Together each hardship we shall beat,
These moments, away they'll never fleet.

Loving you I've found myself again,
I'm relieved of the never-ending pain,
And I'm so grateful for your love's rain.

I am here with my magical love,
You observe my ingenuity, my love,
'Coz you're the actually magical dove!

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...

Listening to the stories of lands far away,
Oftentimes finding the golden sheen,
L**ured away by a buttery light.

I have been hypnotized,
You've really jinxed me,
Such are your charms...
Loving me presdigitator,
Was a very lovely stake,
Kissing me in dreams...
Having loved me fullest,
Xeroxing all your traits,
Oh you have loved me...
Zesty & savory flavours,
Celebrating the festival,
Asking not what is love...
Barring nothing we feel,
Drafting the instrument,
The instrument of love...
Picking colorful flowers,
Years to follow decades,
Everything seems cute...
Unique friends we are,
Guests in garden of life,
Jaded our relationship...
Frisking different angles,
Many plans still being set,
Nearer to our hearts daily...
Version old never scaring,
Quickly vanishing worries...

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.

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.

There was a torturous time back then,
I was holed up in the homely prison,
For committing no perfect crimes,
I was in serious mental trouble.

The happy days were not a distant memory,
I was greeted with mental & physical pain,
As for then I had been greeted with pain,
The ****** pain seemed easier to suffer.

I used to reminisce myself of the golden days,
Of healthier & better days with happier ways,
Going with olden friends like maverick guys,
Cruel time snatched my ways of life always.

There was a better time prior to that time,
Then every night must be brightened up,
By another sunrise and sweet birdsong,
So was that hard time & the pain gone.

The evenings were again in mood,
The nights gave me a new full moon,
The Angel's warm encouraging embrace,
The incantation she said took the pain away.

Madame, I often tell you the Mantra to success in love.
What I ask of you is only patience in life my lover.
Patience can do you great favours of various flavours.

One more year of calm determination is what we need.
Each of your duties is what you require to pay heed.
I promise that time will give sweetest fruits of this seed.

Life is like a grapevine you will observe along the years.
It gets even better as you nurture it with good habits.
Do not hurry or worry as life would teach you in tidbits.

You're a person with a standard,
Of your life, I look to become a part.
Me you'll never find meandered,
For you, I'll prepare the custard.
You may call it a pudding if desired,
Or you may just consume that.
But you be well-mannered,
I need you humble & well-behaved.

Oh my angry youthful lover,
This is a poem to pacify you.

You are angry since forever,
I feel so lonely without you.

Please forgive my ignorance,
I'm going to take care of you.

Don't be angry, drink water,
I learnt a lesson, you're right.

You are truly like me inside,
As possessive and as caring.

If there was any such thing for humans,
The elemental concept of true love would truely stand failed,
Right is the saying 'love is blind'.

We just like & dislike each other's habits,
So love is mere straight-forwardness, modification and attachment,
That together make up the concept of 'true love'.

Just dream on & on till you finally plan,
And get your love ultimately gaining their deepest of desires fulfilled,
This way you can decisively prove yourself to *none but you.

They say cigarrette & alcohol are something which humanity has innovated,

Intelligent - huh?

Every breath I breathe
Is often full of offensive smoke,
Or the ****** stench of *****,
Humanity - yes - humanity has let itself be so prone to addictions,
They love to smoke - have ***** in their backyards,
And to have wilder editions of what used to make them human,
What differentiated them from other wild animals.
So evenly widespread is this diluted evil,
That I myself feel so tempted to try them once,
But I control myself knowing that trying once would get me addicted,
Once and just once more - Once and just once more!

Yesterday, it was all so gloomy,
Yesterday, it was all so grim,
But of course, it was yesterday.

Today, it is all so happy,
Today, it is all so fun,
But of course, it is today.

Yesterday, all hope was gone,
Yesterday, all here was tears,
But o'course, 'twas yesterday.

Today, all hope is back,
Today, all here smile,
But o'course, 'tis today.

Yes I feel the difference dear,
I feel happy in the best way,
The reason is you, yes you.

For me...
Life is an eternal attempt.

Life is the name of putting efforts,
Efforts to pull the strings together.

Life is the name of a happy being,
Being content with what we have.

Life is the name of dissatisfaction,
Satisfied I'll face a lack of fervour.

Life is the name of a social liability,
Spend time & learn how to behave.

Life is the name of finding corners,
Corners of happiness in the world.

Life is the name of achieving love,
A lover other than parents I mean.

Life is the name of the procreation,
Practice until you finally procreate.

The one love is not ready to accept,
Neither me nor my love for herself.

Still I dream of going to her house,
There I'll attempt to persuade her.

Though she will probably insult me,
But for love this is an eternal attempt.

Between my fingers,
Right here in my palm,
Erogenous, cold & ****,
A lot more than just happy,
Smooth and creamy texture,
This ice-cream is so fantastic,
Full & Supple this ice-cream bowl!

There's a lot more to life,
A lot more than just love.

O Destructive Entity!
You Make Your Presence Felt,
By Being So Destructive,
Globally & Locally.

O Creator Entity!
I Feel Your Presence Everywhere,
In The Trees-The Rain & Seas,
The Calamities & Disease.

O Insecure Entity!
You Make The Mankind Fight,
Against Each Other & You,
Presenting Greed & Death.

O Pestilent Entity!
You Make Me Think,
Wonder about the concepts,
Of Life & Time.

O Detrimental Entity!*
Sorry For Being So Skeptic,
You Or Me Could Do Nothing About,
My Mind & The Thoughts.

No, I don't understand her...
Who was Helen of Troy...
Who exactly Helen was...
Or what was Troy...
An ancient Greek city...
Was Helen a citizen of that city?
Or maybe she was not...

They also mention Troy to be a Hero...
A Hero from Greece...
Was Helen of Troy a bacteria then!?!
Did she live inside Troy's bowels!?!
So unique!
They fought over a bacteria!
Killed so many for a bacteria then!

Come and hug me tight,
Place your hands at my back,
And we waltz along our heartbeats,
Let your hands explore my bare back,
And in the meantime I touch yours,
Place my stamen in your bud,
Come & kiss me all night.

Come and breathe along,
Plus we should synchronize,
And we will fine tune breathing,
Let the only difference be physical,
And we want no difference spiritual,
Place my name on travel in your blood,
Come & realize that you and me are one.

Come and move it along,
Perhaps we move all night,
And it will be exactly alright,
Let the differences amalgamate,
And we will bounce upright,
Place inside you I do tight,
Come have all the long.

Tell me what happened,
What happened to the two of us?
What went so wrong,
Tell me if you know.
What you took offence at,
Have I said something so wrong,
Why have we separated both our ways,
Tell me if you happen to know,
What happened to the two of us?

Breaking away everything like this makes no sense,
There was no secret that was let to remain from each other,
Then how come I am silent, how come you are silent,
Why something suchlike happened,
Tell me, come tell me.
Such a trivial issue has blocked our way,
What happened to the two of us?
Why did you - why did I walk away,
Come tell me what happened to both of us?
What secret do you keep in your heart?
Why are we so apart,
Smiling on the surface,
Sinking to the bottom then?

What happened to the habit of telling each other every single thing,
What happened to the attitude of blowing away our differences?
How did such cool attitudes change,
How did such a tiny issue broke us apart?
What became of that positive nature,
Why such small issues bothered us?
What secret do you keep in your heart?
Tell me-tell me, tell me-tell me,
What's wrong between the two of us?

C'mon, now c'mon,
Just tell yourself why you gave up,
Why did you give up?

My words might have hugged you in your memories,
When you were decided against me & my poems.
When you took the love of mine out of your heart,
You must've remembered me writing poems for you.

It was necessary for the river of your eyes to flow,
It was necessary to love as well as to separate.
It was necessary that we collected our desires,
But it was also necessary for them to breakdown.

Tell me, you remember when you had stolen my heart,
You made that stolen item the home of God.
When you used to say that you read my name in prayers,
You feared to miss the prayer of love.

But now I remember it all,
And know that they were just talks,
It was necessary to roll back on your words,
And it was necessary for your eyes to let the tears fall.

Our faces are the same, you're the same and so I'm,
But I'm lost somewhere, so are you.
You have been disloyal in love,
I was and am still the disbeliever.

We have attained our destinations but still are travellers
I wandered a lot after being cast out from your heart
But whenever I wandered I just remembered,
That to wander was also a necessity.

I was alone when I was growing up as a kid,
With only you being by my side always,
Even when my parents were away.
I was alone when I grew up a teenager,
You were still there right behind me,
Just like a personal bodyguard.
I am still alone when I am at 21,
Still with me you stand mostly,
Clung to me as my pet.
I will be alone when I get old,
Will only you be by my side,
Even when I finally die?

Because you were, you are & you will be,
As long as the sun shines smartly in the sky,
You'd follow me as a permanent companion.
I won't matter wherever I might be,
You're natural and independent.
It won't matter whoever it might be,
You're real and permanent.
If I deserve your company then let it be,
You're my shadow only.
You always were,
You always are,
You always will be.

I was young and naughty,
Like all other kids I was.

Of the school Matador,
The minibus,
I was a commuter.

Nirmal Public School,
Was all but a
Normal Public School.

For it was a strung off
From the highway
And was my first school.

In the Matador,
The last window was
Ajar.

It was already dangling,
My friend joked,
"You can't break it."

His comment,
Me it motivated,
I sought to prove I can.

I pushed it intentionally,
And the last nuts,
They became undone.

The window went thrashing down,
And the driver-conductor duo,
Me they punished.

It was overcast that afternoon,
And they made me crouch akin to a ****,
It started raining down.

Then the math teacher came,
And she vouched for my innocence,
"It was already dangling."

The bus crew,
They argued,
"But it was still there."

I was young,
Just 7 years,
And cute too.

The bus crew,
They softened up,
And let me go.

Ma'am, do you now remember me?
You travelled by the same bus,
For you lived in the same campus.

The National Dairy Research Institute,
Its residential campus we both called home,
I miss those days when I was young.

I can't explain all the things,
Just because there are some things,
Few people won't want me to understand...
One such thing is her divorcing me pre-wedding,
I will die with the immortal failed love for her,
Which I have kindled and fondled in my heart...
She gives the pretence of incompatibility,
But I am as much a human being as herself...

Probably she was scared of my behaviour,
That very part where I always keep suggesting,
Suggesting her steps to improve herself...

My helmet was seared then,
But I guess that protected me.
I got hit on the left cheek-bone,
By some metallic stick-like object.
The onlookers froze on their vehicles,
Nobody could slow it down to 6000 fps.
They saw him collide turning to his right,
And I was the colliding object unfortunately.
All of it blurred, froze and blacked out for me,
Then I don't remember any pain which I suffered.
But my cranium is of diamond probably for itself,
Because someone special was written in my destiny.

"I will take you higher,"* he had said.
"Where will you take me,"* she demanded.
"Beyond the stars & nebulae," he professed.
"How will you take me there," she whispered.
"Come down on me as I sleep," he paused.
"And what will you do," she continued.
"Then I will take you higher," he gabbled.
"What is going to be your next move," she moaned.
"Land on me subtly, my lover," he invited.
"Oh sure, my fomenter," she groaned.
"As my rocket will launch," he gibbered.
"Oh yeah, my crazy tormentor," she cried.
"On a higher level our happiness will be."* he splattered.

The fever rages up,
People say it's because I think too much.
Perhaps I would give my brain some rest now.
My throat is also aching and there's not much of relief each passing moment.
It gets even worse than what it looked like initially.
On a small offing as I need to recover from this maddening hot feeling around my eyes.
But I'm me, I can survive much tougher things, what's this viral fever's plight.
2-3 days offing is much needed.

A new kind of acrostic for my Pooja:

While observing this love of ours,
Over the time this world will be jealous.
Me you will always find by your side,
But we won't let 'em drain our hours,
Mine you are solely & I am only yours,
Over the decades, they will observe us,
We will rather enjoy our lovely showers.

Yes, my love, we are going to be happy,
Over the long time span of several years,
Under the blessings bestowed upon us,
Rose of our love has no thorns,
Up above into the bed of soft clouds,
Onto our heads from the divine mother,
Yes, my love, it'll be her blessing for us.

I love you and that's an irreversible fact,
Nostalgia of her loving caring nature is here,
Toss all the worry away into the water,
Onto the surface of an agitated stream,
Think of us both as the same entity,
Never fear the outcome of a nicely done job,
I am your friend and your mother.

Cool whispers will make their way,
Onto your ears they will make ways,
Medley of pop songs they will play,
Even though we will have differences,
My love you cherish, multiply & reflect,
Over the moonlit sky so dark blue,
Calling all the best caring careful souls.

We, you and me, are blessed to be together,
It's as if we were never different actually,
Let's not worry about the unknown future,
Let's just receive what comes with open arms,
Let's not fear anything that has not happened yet,
It's impractical to worry about the unknown,
What if we succeed should be our thought.

Because you love me like you have never loved,
And I love you exactly like you ever wanted,
Being together should be our foremost priority,
Yes, with each other we are creating magic,
But this is just a hint of our potential together,
And we are capable of a lot more after marriage,
Because you and I love each other so much.

Another thing about this love of ours,
A baby will come into your womb.

My love is only a collection of words,
Words can not be strong themselves,
That's precisely why I try to improve.

I will be better than any other stars,
Eclipsing their lights in the daylight,
Hiding this ego for projecting yours.

None will be able to equal my light,
I take this hard time just like a test,
Showing path to my loved one's life.

Just have trust that I'll make it large,
My love won't rust as time passes by,
Only few more years to shine bright.

Tomorrow will be a good, right day,
Later it will be a better, perfect day,
My dear, this love we kindle will last.

I am the best.
I Am Not An Avatar

Aiming for immortality I am not,
Mortal I am happy and content.

Traveling I met with an accident,
Hoping to reach home I was,
Expecting the mishap not.

But I still fought my life back,
Except I have been surely fitter,
Still I have never been more alive,
The Angels of death were left craving.

Tell you about how I miss you,
All the time I want to kiss you!

But I seriously control myself,
I keep myself busy somehow!

Study academic stuff so often,
Poems each day I write for us!

Even you write poems for me,
But you must study ten times!

Because even you know how,
How important it is to study!!

Neither a person is ever born an author,
Nor a person is ever matured into one,
An author is an author is an author...
I became an author when my story's author,
That destiny-writer who controls everything,
Became lazy & stopped my story any further..
As now I am the author of my autobiography!

I wanted a beautiful girl,
The good thing was that,
She wanted me as well...

I loved a young woman,
The strange thing is that,
She thought she loved me too..

But her love was limited,
Really disabled was her love,
And she could understand it not.

I went to her home,
Slept on the bed,
Made of Kashmiri willow..

She came as I slept,
Kissed me on the lips,
Woke me up anticipating more...

What ensued is just history,
It forms a part of my story,
An unforgetable memory..

A memory that digs out,
From my heart into blood,
Off my brain into a tumour.

We love each other,
We are the best friends,
We have our plans.

We hold each other,
We take care of our grip,
We do not choke or strangle,
We give each other space,
We have a bold outlook.

We are unlike anyone else,
We both are very much unique,
We both are really similar.

So cute like an Angel,
But about her only I felt so,
None of my friends thought so,
They could just have been jealous,
No body else thought so either,
But I just loved her purely,
So much like a father.

Lost in the vast bog of stories,
It dies a slow unsung death,
May it meet its personality,
Only impersonality shrouds it now,
Under the flutter of wings,
Shall not get all it deserves,
It'll remain majorly ignored in the clutter of words,
Not because it's poorly projected, but,
E**ntirely because it's not written in my destiny.

If I were a sweet wizard,
I will apparate by your side right now.

If I were a nursing wizard,
I will wave a hand to heal you.

If I were a guard wizard,
You will not be afraid of any lizard.

If I were a romantic wizard,
I will write the sweetest words you want to read.

If I were a Godly wizard,
I will bring back your Consciousness.

If I were a complete wizard,
You will not be so sad.

But you are sad as I ain't a wizard,
Not even a professional success.

You are plighted with miseries,
Not filled with dreamy happiness.

Since I am not an older woman,
You can never aptly find your mother in me.

As you are sad now,
I feel so worthless.

But trust me, my Dear Future Wife,
I will definitely make it up to you.

I will pamper you like your mum,
But only if you feel my love, Dear.