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835 · Mar 2017
Always!
Àŧùl Mar 2017
Young but assume self mature,
Over the love put your desire,
Unlike me, you're weak here.

Listed in your service I had for life,
Onto another you moved your fife,
Selfish you were, so I bear this strife,
Exhausts my love & you won't be my wife.

All the best with your experiments in love,
Love you posed much as ideal dove,
Love flowed inside instead of blood.

Maybe you will succeed this time,
You say he is just like you & it's fine.

Lost in your memories my love is,
Only you have I ever loved I feel,
Victory will be mine one day soon,
E**nter I will a world of true love.
Selfless love was what I dispensed,
And cheating was what I received,
Always.

Like that part-timer,
I appeared the same once upon a time,
I say that with you all may remain fine.

I always lose myself in love and get a cheat in the end.

My HP Poem #1467
©Atul Kaushal

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835 · May 2024
The Nymph's Favourite Toy
Àŧùl May 2024
I met a friendly woman at the college,
She sat in the entrance gallery west of the labs.
I said, "Hello, may I know your identity," with a smile,
And her lips spread to a mile.
She said, "Hello, I'm here on my job,"
Little did I know that blowing was her job.

Anyway, I started telling her about myself,
And as a loner with an infrequent *****,
I respect and I know myself a lot.

When she sat in rapt attention for me,
Listening to my breath between the words,
And my gaze often slid down her face.

There they sat elegantly and imposingly,
Two cute babies, a picture of them, actually,
In a picture printed on the ***** of her shirt,
And I asked about them curiously.

She said, "They are my nephew and niece,"
"Both are twins and each weighs 7 kilograms,"
And looked for validation, "Aren't they both so nice?"

I nodded in agreement saying, "Definitely,"
And I continued, "I want to play with them both."

She said, "I know that you fell in love with them,"
Now she continued with another broad smile,
"You are welcome to play with both of them,"

I asked, "Are they with you?"
She laughed shortly and said,
"They always remain with me."

Puzzled, I said, "What?"
My jaw remained hung open in astonishment.

She put her finger under my chin,
Then shut my mouth to say,
"Don't act like an innocent kid,"
And she continued,
"I like you, and I want you,
Come in the morning,
We'll have a lot of fun,
And I'll blow my favourite toy,
Before both of us go for a movie."
My HP Poem #1967
©Atul Kaushal
835 · Aug 2017
You Can Right The Wrongs
Àŧùl Aug 2017
You can right the wrongs,
Just get in my bed ****,
And throw away your thongs.

I will be your buddy & dude,
I will take you for long,
And it would be so lewd.
My HP Poem #1651
©Atul Kaushal
832 · Dec 2012
Take You To My Bed
Àŧùl Dec 2012
I really-really-really wanna take you home,
Tonight - tonight - yes, tonight.
You would feel relaxed when you spend the night,
With me in my bed - in my bed.

I really-really-really make a promise to you this evening,
Tonight be unlike any other you'd ever see.
You would feel the joy when you spread your pretty smile,
Watching me sink in my bed - in my coffin.

First I'd kiss into your mind a termination signal,
A signal which is mine.
I promise it'd be painless and clean altogether,
Death comes sooner.

The blanket over us will be our gravestone,
Tonight, yes, you try dying.
Try dying tonight in peace and love,
With me, in my bed - my escape.

I promise to take you away to a realm,
Tonight you'll enjoy dying.
Die kissing the lips of immortality,
With me in my bed - my abode.
After uploading it I saw the shape of the poem resembles a coffin! - Spooky - eh?
© Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Nov 2016
First rule of love,
And every relation,
Is to be honest,
Then sincere.
Have patience,
For happiness,
Unto yourself,
L**ove faithfully.
Few ever get this thing about love.

HP Poem #1250
©Atul Kaushal
832 · Sep 2013
Hopefully Yours!
Àŧùl Sep 2013
I'm not a seer to have looked into the future,
I'm surely a man with the intention of diamond,
I'm definitely going to marry you some years later.

I'm not a pathogen to have blighted you here,
I'm surely a super-crazy lover of yours lovingly,
I'm definitely coming to elegant city of yours soon.
My HP Poem #432
©Atul Kaushal
831 · May 2016
A Different Kind Of Hell
Àŧùl May 2016
Blanked out parts of my old memory,
Meted out an alienating treatment,
Short-term loss of my memory,
Still undergoing treatment,
Collectively boycotting my soul,
They do their duty of progressing,
Irked they are by my apparent ease.

They follow their basic instinct.

I don't mind it for what my life is.

"A Different Kind Of Hell."

I was supposed to have died but I survived and am made to live here.
I avail few special facilities for the differently-abled because of my 42% physical disability after my serious road accident as categorically defined by the Indian medical authorities.

My classmates are a jealous lot who are jealous of my being in the middle of them.

My HP Poem #1069
©Atul Kaushal
830 · Jul 2013
Oh My Sweet Lover Girl
Àŧùl Jul 2013
Oh my youthful and pretty lover girl,
I know that how much you trust me.
Oh my playful and teenage lover girl,
I know how your heart longs for me.
Oh my beautiful and young lover girl,
I know my each heartbeat is for you.
Oh my carefree and ageless lover girl,
I know how I waited for you to come.
Oh my silly and so naughty lover girl,
I know the love will last beyond time.
My HP Poem #342
©Atul Kaushal
828 · Nov 2014
The Creator
Àŧùl Nov 2014
The creator had created this world,
Not specifically but only randomly.
There're just so many of loopholes,
Negatives're so many in this world.
All creators leave some holes agape,
Even Eliot was unable to cover it all.
He can't be blamed for it - perhaps the world is like this,
Maybe things go on depreciating along with the clock.
Eliot York must give enough attention to this subject.

I am getting to know stuff about some jerks spamming about some immoral websites promoting ****.

Eliot York, if you are reading this, then we need a new moderator who can be contacted and emailed screenshots of such spam messages and then the morality moderator can get such antisocial ****** users banned from Hello Poetry for good.

My HP Poem #687
©Atul Kaushal
825 · Apr 2013
No If-No But
Àŧùl Apr 2013
Only

Jatt!
Jatt's are a community based in Punjab, India.
P.S.: I'm not a Jatt, just a fan of the dialogue by macho actor Sunny Deol in Bollywood films.
My HP Poem #169
© Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Oct 2016
When I First Met The Angel,
She Was Very Much Youthful,
Carry She Did An Invisible Title,
Yes The Title Of The Most Beautiful,
But Now The Charm Has Just Faded,
All Her Love Was Everything But Real,
She's Immortal But Of Course Immoral,
Now Know About Her Grey Escapades.
Angel Remembered – Part 4/7

HP Poem #1192
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jul 2013
I've been the only issue
That my parents have
Had to deal with always.

I've had many issues
Which I myself have
Had to deal with forever.

I had been so lonely
Devoid of any good
Friends to play or rhyme with.

Fatefully I've received
The pleasure of all
Elementary worldly things.

But still I felt so alone
And so lonely when
I was with many fake friends.

Then my fate shone
Through the dark of
A dreary night when she came.

I had been so lonely
Devoid of any God
*She is my own beautiful Angel.
My HP Poem #385
©Atul Kaushal
821 · Mar 2018
Why They Will Be Jealous
Àŧùl Mar 2018
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.
Reverse quarternary artistic acrostic poem.

My HP Poem #1705
©Atul Kaushal
821 · Dec 2013
Heartbeat Song
Àŧùl Dec 2013
I just want you to close your eyes,
I want you to feel as you imagine,
I'm near you in the starry night...

In the forest away from these lies,
I strip off as you strip **** alike,
I observe that you do observe me..

I think probably it is nervousness,
I wear a calm smile of composure,
I'm putting my hand in the valley.

I only want to feel your heartbeat,
I want you to do the same with me,
I guide your soft hand to my chest..

I feel your heart beats two syllables,
I take a syllable each for my name,
I find you reflect my smile back...
Dag-dag dag-dag beats your heart emanating my name.

My HP Poem #501
©Atul Kaushal
820 · Jun 2017
Eternal Attempt
Àŧùl Jun 2017
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.
I will again find myself in Amritsar after completing this degree.

Call me mad but I am not going to give up until she is married to someone else.

My HP Poem #1600
©Atul Kaushal
820 · Jun 2013
Two Fallen Angels
Àŧùl Jun 2013
Let me make You remember that time when we fell from grace,
We were a pair of Angels - Gabriel & Isabel in The Team of Ace,
We fell in Love with each other in January - The Month of Face.

Though we knew Love was Forbidden in our Cult - The Angels,
Still We fell in Love for We were most beautiful of - The Angels,
Uriel wanted to ****** all my power as one of The Archangels.

Dragged we're to the courtroom of God and holy Angel Father,
Though The Holy Mother tried We were still given punishment,
So we fell from Grace as they forgot I gave the prophecy of Christ.
This footnote is a disclaimer: This is entirely a work of fiction and only Google was consulted prior to posting this poem intended only for entertainment and to incite a thought about love into the readers' minds.

My HP Poem #312
©Atul Kaushal
818 · May 2017
May God Bless Me
Àŧùl May 2017
I am so sick of this loneliness,
If there exist almighty powers,
They should not be blind to me.

Me, they all should be blessing,
Save me from all that cursing,
Lest I die vainly in my grief.
My HP Poem #1519
©Atul Kaushal
816 · Jun 2013
The Midnight's Soldier
Àŧùl Jun 2013
I
So Often
Lie Awake Too
Regretfully In My
Fat Bed Cooled By The
Cooling Comforts Of Our
Air Conditioner And Bed
With A Much Cozy Sheet
Spread Around My
Toned Strong
Limbs
As I Often Think
About Things So Varied
Mostly I Miss The Labourer
Children Whom I Did Use To
Teach For Almost Nine Months
During My Stay At The Old One.

For This New College Did Never
Feel Like Home Ever And There
Were Just So Many Selfish Folks
That I Even Lost The Count Of It.

Not Even Once Do They Smile
Not Even Once Do They Try
Not Even Do They Care
About Their Attitude
Or The Multitude
Of Their Rudeness
So Is Their Crudeness.
My HP Poem #289
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Feb 2017
Lovers come,
They linger,
Then leave.
And what stays behind lovers,
Is gaping emptiness,
A lack of aim,
A solo game.
My HP Poem #1440
©Atul Kaushal
814 · Jul 2016
Not To Be Mistaken
Àŧùl Jul 2016
I might not seem to move on,
I might not be wanting her gone,
But definitely, I don't want her back.

I don't need a nymphomaniac,
I don't need a cheap cheat back,
For definitely, she's gonna cheat.
My HP Poem #1096
©Atul Kaushal
813 · Feb 2019
I Love You Truly
Àŧùl Feb 2019
You impressed me effortlessly,
I love you truly and crazily.

You looked at me beautifully,
I fell further in love for you deeply.

You have goodness truthfully,
I shall never lose my faith crazily.

You give me patience truly,
I am not saying this flirtatiously.

You stand these testing times strongly,
I get pulled towards you simply.

You may take your time pondering carefully,
I stand here, waiting for you eternally.

You know that you live gracefully,
I shall make you realize that you live gorgeously.
My HP Poem #1732
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Nov 2016
My love for you, oh my darling,
Is permanent like the sun in the sky,
No matter the distance between us,
It is here permanently with me,
A grand boon, it induces happiness,
Is so desirable for all of the humans,
Like a forever shadow of mine.
HP Poem #1260
©Atul Kaushal
811 · May 2015
A Coin's Life
Àŧùl May 2015
May they be positive,
Together we gel so well,
Impossible to separate us now,
Whatever may cometh we are ready,
Budge we won't - err we won't,
This bond is so precious,
May they all accept us.

Because together we are one,
It will take inhuman strength,
To do us apart they will need it,
A stone heart just won't suffice,
It won't douse this flame in us,
It's insufficient to do us apart,
Lava in the veins is required.

For we live the life so like a coin,
Our lives are like two faces of one,
So we aren't worried any longer.
Both of us are like two inseparable but opposite faces of the same coin.

My HP Poem #855
©Atul Kaushal
811 · Jun 2013
The Land Of Love
Àŧùl Jun 2013
Take me to your land of love,
Guide me by your voice of love,
Hold me by your hand of love,
Cover me by your choice of love.

I will then climb mountains of love,
I will scale the higher peaks of love,
I will show us the fountains of love,
I will be nurturing the plant of love.

Out will come our cheesy fleeces of love,
So will be our savoury expedition of love,
We will be drinking all the juices of love,
*To achieve a heart-felt ambition of love.
☆★☆♡♥♡☆★☆
My HP Poem #300
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jul 2013
And swallow the words of love,
For tomorrow is not far away,
It's just around the next corner.

And it's too volatile that we made war,
For the next-generation will curse,
It's our duty to pass on peace and love.

And for fulfilling the promise of love,
For dispelling the fright far away,
It's just not only our world we live in.

And forgetting  all the ancestors,
For just self-focused motives,
It's going to take us just nowhere.

Friendly hands pull us out of the deadly freeze,
For planned selfish motives that will rain gold,
Being considered as the idea to save the world.
My HP Poem #338
©Atul Kaushal
811 · Jul 2020
Preference
Àŧùl Jul 2020
I feel so good when I am loved.
Getting loved is not in my control.
But I can still love you honestly.

You stay busy with your preferences,
Exchanging love is my Preference,
I love you so much, but I fear you too.
My HP Poem #1875
©Atul Kaushal
810 · Oct 2013
If I Must Die Someday Then
Àŧùl Oct 2013
If I Must Die Someday Then
I'll love to breathe my last having you in my eyes,
My weak-wrinkled face would craved for your eyes,
And believe me not because I ask but because I don't tell any lies.

If I must die someday then
I'll love to hold on to your hands until the end,
My fading-dimming eyesight will seek your eyes in the end,
And believe me not because I love you but because you do too.

If I must die someday then
I'll love to collapse in your embrace at that time,
My feeble-waning breath shall halt with your tears dropping in the end,
And believe me not because I am good but because you love me, I will wait for you in heaven.
Toasting to our love today, tomorrow and forever.

My HP Poem #453
©Atul Kaushal
810 · Jul 2014
Your Beauties
Àŧùl Jul 2014
Ah…
Even the moon shies away from your charms,
Your face is the most marvellous…

Ah I swear by these eyes full of love…
Ah I swear by these eyes full of love,
What’s a man, even angels will get tempted,
Your face is the most marvellous…
You have fragranced the garden of my life,
Your face is the most marvellous…

If you smile then the spring is here…
If you smile then the spring is here,
Flowers blossomed wherever you let your shadow fall,
Flowers blossomed wherever you let your shadow fall…
You've fragranced the garden of my life,
What’s a man, even angels will get tempted…
Translated roughly from a retro Bollywood song named
"Husn Se Chaand Bhi Sharmaayaa Hai"
Sung By: Mohammad Rafi
(My favourite singer and undoubtedly India's evergreen singer.)
He was born on December 24, 1924 but, unluckily, he passed away on July 31, 1980 at just the age of 55 years; if only I had the opportunity of meeting him and learning the nuances of singing from his live self instead of taking lessons from his best songs.

If you want to listen to him singing in English, go to https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AA47_TeYrUs
or https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kLaol19qaig and be amazed how a man from a small village near Amritsar could sing so well.

He was a perfect embodiment of the Indian idol for music.
808 · Dec 2017
I Am Not Worried
Àŧùl Dec 2017
I* am unfazed by minor tiffs we have.

Little do I get bothered by them,
Over past few weeks we have argued,
Very much with each other that too,
Early on response better be calm.

Yes, you love me unconditionally too,
Over the problems of life we go,
Under that milder sun we will fly.

Promised me you have your hand,
On my way towards you I have been,
Of high faithfulness I am a strong box,
Join you me, come and just marry me,
A**tul Kaushal awaits your arrival here.
My HP Poem #1686
©Atul Kaushal
807 · Jan 2018
I AM THE BEST
Àŧùl Jan 2018
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.
Assurance by a nearly immortal lover for his dear lover, Pooh Bear.

My HP Poem #1702
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Apr 2014
Innocence is personified in herself,
Her angelic beauty belies humanity,
Because she is younger than myself.

Innocent is the love of hers so true,
How hearts are gifted trusting love,
Belong to each other so much truly..

Innocence be preserved for a time,
Here is a cute angelic youthful self,
Because a cute heart is now mine...
My HP Poem #621
©Atul Kaushal
806 · Jul 2017
The Lonely Bard
Àŧùl Jul 2017
Sometimes I feel jealous of all others,
They have their siblings and lovers,
But even I have my dear parents.
My HP Poem #1612
©Atul Kaushal
806 · Jun 2015
The Main Requirement
Àŧùl Jun 2015
Whether on the personal front,
Or on the career's front,
Or on the relationship's front,
There are several ingredients,
For success and happiness,
But the main is trust, strong trust.

Trust yourself and succeed in career,
Trust your partner and succeed in relation.
My HP Poem #873
©Atul Kaushal
805 · May 2018
First Own Residence
Àŧùl May 2018
For the first time in my life,
I now live in a home of my own,
Regardless of the financial constraints,
Sweet parents built this dwelling,
Then I also pumped some capital.

Of late, we sold our previous property,
Well, I planned & cracked the deal,
Now we have this new bigger home.

Regards to my parents are never going to be enough,
Especially when we went through my accident saga,
Salty moist memories do not follow me now,
Indian, this Anugraha looks so graceful,
Darkness of night fails to take away the sheen,
Enjoying my time here in the life,
Not forgetting who made this house a home,
Call them I do my sweet and kind parents,
Even the darkest memories seem to fade away.
Our new home is called Anugraha, a word that means grace.

I am very happy that we are now living in a home that is our own.

Before this, I lived in the NDRI Karnal campus in a rented accommodation.

The close-to-nature Government-funded National Dairy Research Institute campus I will dearly miss but I am really satisfied with this new place that I now call home and even my best friend and future wife Pooja Shah will have a leisurely home in future. I am very happy that I finally live in a home that I can call my own.

My HP Poem #1708
©Atul Kaushal
804 · Apr 2015
Snaps
Àŧùl Apr 2015
People click it with friends and family,
You alone are enough for your pictures,
Nobody else poses so beautifully,
All are so very gorgeous your snaps.
A poem for a cute photo of hers.

:-)

My HP Poem #832
©Atul Kaushal
803 · Oct 2016
Sometimes
Àŧùl Oct 2016
It's only sometimes that I wish something,
Well, really.

Sometimes I wish that she had never come,
Other times, I wish that I had never gone.
Sometimes I wish that my fantasies come true,
Other times, I wish that I wasn't made to rue.

Sometimes I wish that I would get who I deserve,
Other times, I wish that I don't get my heart broken.
Sometimes I wish that me a succubus may attack,
Other times, I wish that I don't get tired of my hand.

But then I get visions of past forgotten in the wee hours,
Well, really.

And it ain't really a pretty memory,
She was meaty & soft but not loving.
I know that I didn't intend to relive it,
Not with her and of that, I am definite.
I now often get such nightmares of my life before the accident.
Surely, I won't be getting it if I was not so alone emotionally.
HP Poem #1180
©Atul Kaushal
803 · Jan 2014
I Do Not Miss Her
Àŧùl Jan 2014
She's gone to attend a wedding ceremony,
The relative's wedding takes place in Delhi,
And she just touched my city to reach there.

I won't lie but will tell the incomplete truth,
Still feeling her even though we didn't talk,
Our bond is so strong that I don't miss her.

Her thought's on my mind with each breath,
'My cute young' I inhale & 'lady love' I exhale,
I know she is missing me & I can't blame her.

I miss not getting to hear her harpish voice,
I listen to her in my mind as I've no choice,
I imagine what she looks like in that attire.

She is not scary but she just appears angelic,
She must be giving them all goosebumps,
She has the beauty just so heavenly...
My HP Poem #517
©Atul Kaushal
803 · Dec 2012
Bastards!
Àŧùl Dec 2012
Note: Any resemblances to any real-life ******* are purely unintentional and deeply regretted.

*******!
How they make us dance,
It is neither artistic nor pleasing.

*******!
How they stripped us of our rights,
It is neither pretty nor artistic.

*******!
How they bungle with us,
It is neither acceptable nor honorable.

*******!
How they make us suffer,
It is both sadistic & regretful.

*******!
How they skin our pockets,
It is both spooky & scary.

*******!
How they exploit us to thrive,
It is both villainous & ugly.

*******!
How they manage to silence all mouths,
It is not unknown to any outsider.
© Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Apr 2024
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.
802 · Feb 2015
Thanks To You
Àŧùl Feb 2015
My jigsaw is definitely incomplete,
Not spiritually anymore but physically,
This very jigsaw of my life I talk about,
You were a citizen of the heavens,
Thanks for condescending in my life,
And I will be happy to complete yours,
We just have to wait for few more years.

My happiness you are - know it,
Never let me find you gone even virtually,
This jigsaw will always be unsolved,
Your clear voice is of the heavens,
Thanks for accepting to be my wife,
An angel you have come but I am a vermin,
We marry when I succeed and the dust clears.
My HP Poem #769
©Atul Kaushal
802 · May 2018
I Wish That I Were A Wizard
Àŧùl May 2018
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.
My HP Poem #1710
©Atul Kaushal
802 · Jun 2014
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Àŧùl Jun 2014
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Most read & hearted poem is titled 'Angel?' with 4.2 k reads, 211 hearts and 134 comments.

So just read this losers before you comment any further.
Just a self-assertive post. Not a poem. This is a slap onto all of their faces who use the 'F-word' so lavishly as if they had learnt to speak that word earlier than "Papa" or "Mama".

Let's see if the creators of Hello Poetry read this post.
Àŧùl Dec 2016
Only my parents are helping me survive,
And in their company I mature,
I wish that they be here for evermore.

I so wish someone else could hear me too,
And so I will not be lonely in near future,
Only that much do I now wish for myself..

I've my parents right now to love me,
And none of them is immortal,
Only in my memories they will live on...

I have my parents contrary to an orphan,
And they are really the best ones for me,
Only this much I know as of the moment.

I know that they won't be here one day,
And in a prison I will be trapped,
Only within the prison of loneliness.
My HP Poem #1343
©Atul Kaushal
800 · Dec 2016
Jump!
Àŧùl Dec 2016
Come, let your body freeze,
But don't you dare dump.
Come, let us climb trees,
From the top we shall jump.
A safety line is what He ties,
It is holding us by the ****.
Don't be afraid, just look into my eyes,
Be faithful or you'll get a baby bump!
Main poem rhyme scheme:
A
B
A
B
A
B
A
B

The poem is meant for confidence-building.

HP Poem #1291
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Mar 2015
Listen to me now, oh my cup-bearer,
Help me with the wine tonight please.

Pour some wine in my empty flask,
Be that bit lavish and not stringent.

The flask gets emptied again & again,
But it is helping me forget all the pain.

Don't ask if enough and keep pouring,
Wine or whiskey it won't be mattering.

It's your face that I am taken to darling,
I remember you are the very same angel.

Hic-hic

You're my very own life, oh cup-bearer,
I now recall that this is our own house.

I trace my trembling fingers on your face,
It's blurry I feel but still I can see your eyes.

Now I am finished with binge drinking,
Would you not help me to the bathroom?

Here you help me take a luxurious bath,
You help me bathe and I love your touch.

Soft & kind you are just like your name,
Zealous management of my shaky body.

You say, "Again I won't help you with it,"
I reply, "I will drink -hic- from your eyes."

You are blushing to a brilliant purple red,
And it is all signs that you like my words.

After splashing my face with cool water,
To our bedroom you support me lovingly.

Here it is that you help me into the pillow,
Now even you come lie down beside me.

And you sing me the 'Whiskey Lullaby',
Lightly you brush soft hands on my eyes.
But this is only a piece of my imagination.
Don't worry as I plan not to be a drunkard.

My HP Poem #794
©Atul Kaushal
800 · Nov 2013
Her Worship, My Love
Àŧùl Nov 2013
For her, I am a good lover.
For her, I am a disbeliever.
For her, I am a sweet stranger.

She often worships her deities.
She worships the flute playing deity.
She may be knowing that I worship her.

For me, she is the Angel and a blessing.
For me, she is the deity to be worshipped.
For me, she is my morning, evening & night.
My HP Poem #484
©Atul Kaushal
800 · Oct 2016
The Heart Is A
Àŧùl Oct 2016
The heart is a warm brazier,
When full of love & happiness.
The heart is a cold freezer,
When full of hatred & sadness.

The heart is a happy place,
When full of loyalty & trust.
The heart is a sadder place,
When full of deceit & mistrust.

The heart is a hotter oven,
When full of hottest feelings.
The heart is a colder pole,
When full of negative emotions.
HP Poem #1174
©Atul Kaushal
800 · Dec 2015
Nothing Can Do Us Apart
Àŧùl Dec 2015
We are the ideal friends,
Our relation knows no ends.
Yes there can be many bends,
But we will always make mends.
A new arrangement.
We do love each other but we are just friends forever.

My HP Poem #927
©Atul Kaushal
799 · Feb 2017
A Perfect Morning
Àŧùl Feb 2017
Her thought on my head,
Waking up to her dream.
Warmth of my bed,
Relish the doughnut cream.
Poetry that no longer bled,
Flowing in seamless stream.
Watching how the day sped,
Remembering my work team.
I now just need to focus what I was fed,
My self-confidence touches a new theme.
The theme is not self-centered,
Now I watch my work's completion beam.
The theme is now work-centered,
I have found salvation in my eyes agleam.
A conventional ABAB rhyme scheme.

My HP Poem #1418
©Atul Kaushal
799 · Jul 2014
Aboard the Ship of Love
Àŧùl Jul 2014
We both are passengers,
Aboard the Ship of Love.

It helps us pass through,
Both crests and troughs.

The waves are so harsh,
Risk running aground.

So we would just grasp,
Grasp each other's hand.

For dear life we may care,
Could we ever be separated.

Loving you is not a child's play,
Patiently waiting is your lover.

Never doubting our faithfulness,
Kraken of confusion scare us not.

Doubling the sweetness in love,
Expecting dreams to come true.

Zestful we must carry forward,
Years to follow up in our lives.

Keep away only till we meet,
Halting not before marriage.

Under construction this stays,
Healthy bridge is being built.

Xeroxing each strong pillar,
Volunteer for own relation.

Jerking away each problem,
Most of them will be solved.

Opportunity that knocked,
Queenly way we treated it.
And now the opportunity has grown into this glorious relationship of ours.

My HP Poem #656
©Atul Kaushal
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