"I am subjected to nightmares each night,"* she said from the other end of the line, "I am afraid to go to sleep every single night."

Her sobs echoed through my cellphone over the phone call as she continued, "I feel really tired of it all," and added after a small pause, "Death would be a more pleasant sight than this fright."

I spontaneously said, "Don't you get worried dear," I let her regain her breath before adding, *"It's only few more years that I make it big and we get married. Your nightmares will cease in my embrace each night."

They dubbed me a flirt,
The dictionary says something else,
Someone who passes suggestive comments.

But I've never passed any,
But I've only plainly complimented,
Someone & anyone who deserved compliments..

My mistake is just that I'm truthful,
My pitcher of years has never been empty or full,
Someone can relieve me from this burden I carry on my chest...

I just got into a frenzy and killed all of them in my heart,
Yes they're the ones who misjudged my character,
I just put a nail to the coffin prepared.

I'm unsure how I'll survive without friends,
But I know who is to be blamed for it,
What you call God & me, myself.

Not certain about my righteousness,
But I'm certainly not wrong,
I'm a harmless guy.

But would they ever realize,
What they broke inside me,
Was greater than my heart.
Probably just had their fun,
Something they always seek,
But I'm not at all a cheap flirt.

Descend when he knows he's in the truest love,
For sure.

She's the companion on a long and lonely travail,
For sure.

Often there even when not around the corner,
For sure.

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.

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!

To a dead conscience,
To the bygone morality,
To the diminishing values,
To the idols of honesty, and
To their ghastly appearance.

To un-dead suicidal victims,
To their unblessed families,
To the tears they let flow,
To disappeared smiles,
To missed birthdays.

To suffering people,
To unbalanced sheets,
To sinking cash reserves,
To their zombie-like bodies,
To the stinking ***** politics.

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.

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.

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.

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…

So you are a God-fearing person,
I see...
You are suffering from a delusion,
You see..
Because you can certainly never truly,
Convince me.

If God is still alive and taking care of us,
Why you're in worshipping & afraid.
Of Him & the fabricated demons,
Inside of you and in others..
Holding onto His lanyard,
Day & night...

Down the depths of the lake of your eyes' nectar flowing,
Very often I find myself lost in the oblivion - drowning...

It comes over me as handling - very much controlling,
Trying to dodge the memories of her which are entailing..

While I try to convince myself - I am cursed for life,
I am married since my birth and my wife's name is misery.

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.

You knew me as a poet,
You knew me as a writer,
But you knew me not as a singer.

You knew me as a fighter,
You knew me as a lover,
But you knew me not as a survivor.

You knew the zeal I have,
You knew the feel I have,
But you knew nothing of the risk.

Blessed with an unusual power I am.
Once I am friends with people,
I can read their thoughts about me.

In the words they say & how they react,
I often find myself skimming my friendlist as they think lowly of me.

(-: But I think I got this power luckily because I read her mind. :-)

Electro
Encephalo
Graphy

They
Attached
Twenty
Or
So
Electrodes­
Onto
My
Skull

I
Sat
On
The
Couch
For
Complete
Two
&
Half
Hours

I
Started
Feeling
Sleepy
By
The
Time
It
Got
Over

An­d
The
Doc
Kept
Asking
Me
To
Stay
Awake
And
So
I
Did

But
My
Neck
­Pained
And
My
Back
Ached
Having
Remained
In
An
Awkward
Position
O­n
The
Testing
Couch

It
Felt
Like
A
Casting
Couch
Smelling
Th­e
Girls'
Scent
From
The
Testing
Couch

And
So
Was
It

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Encephalo
Graphy

A chunk of intimacy,
Another part of closeness.
Sweet traces of disagreement,
In the warmth of our arms.
Yes, together with these,
We brew the drink of love.
It being largely uncontrolled,
We let most of things happen.

And trust my words about love,
Things are being pretty perfect.

In Bhaarat, the Lok Sabha
Requires a 10th attendance
To function.

Yet, they hardly work,
But they consume
Our resources.

My days spent with you,
Were sweet like sugar,
I've got memorabilia,
Within my tired heart,
Mind you, I knew no art.

No arts to make you stay,
No skill to prevent you stray,
No heart to love you more.

Good-bye my lover,
All the best forever.

The right eye I avoid blinkin',
There is a new irritant therein,
But harmless compared to the killer,
The killer roamin' here an' there,
Thousands of faces she always had,
And she dons one or the other,
Kills by the name of the lover.

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.

Then that deity is definitely a maniac!
A *** offender!
As the real almighty,
Wants you to stretch upwards,
And pluck the stars for your loved ones.
If your deity wants you to bend,
And also promises women in heaven,
Then convert to a different faith,
As for your present faith, it's the end.

She: Let me go...
Me: Come closer.
She: Don't touch me...
Me: Let me ****** you.
She: Don't touch me at the wrong places...
Me: These wrong places are your hot spots.
She: Oh, do whatever you wish to!

She writes poems for me,
But I am still stuck there.

She tries so hard for me,
But I just can't respond.

She obviously suffered a lot,
But I even have had suffered.

That way I think she understands me,
But my happiness she can not induce.

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.

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.

Lovers come,
They linger,
Then leave.
And what stays behind lovers,
Is gaping emptiness,
A lack of aim,
A solo game.

First rule of love,
And every relation,
Is to be honest,
Then sincere.
Have patience,
For happiness,
Unto yourself,
L**ove faithfully.

I thank you a lot for being my lovely flame,
For helping me in continuing this game,
This game I refer to is played for life,
Not about playing with emotions,
You did not tell me any lie ever,
Neither did you confess back,
Nor did you reject mine...

I am happy because of your truthful things,
Being truthful you proved your strength,
Truthfully telling you my current state,
Just as you are in my dreams now,
Truly I'll see you filling the gap,
You did not deserve boycott,
Tested the waters I have...

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.

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.

Sometimes I feel jealous of all others,
They have their siblings and lovers,
But even I have my dear parents.

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.

If I could,
I would recall them all.
The messages saying I love you,
The messages saying I hate you.
If I could,
I would recall them all.
Because I don't want your memories.

'Coz you were not destined to be mine.

I have achieved you,
Oh my darling.
I have born again,
Oh my dear.
May this moment get frozen,
In the middle of our story,
And this way I will never lose you.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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...

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.

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...

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.

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.

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.

Though I am not related to you,
Hardly ever I felt this in your warmth,
Actually your care is so fatherly,
Not once did I feel unhandy with you,
Kindness is imbued in your nature.

You never lost your cool, and,
Organized weekly lab meetings,
Understanding all the workers.

Docile I had been so much,
Ready me for thesis you did.

Most kind of all my teachers,
On advising and enlightening,
Homely atmosphere you provide,
Always there holding your cool,
Not failing to lift our spirits,
Thinking about you I am,
Y**our wisdom is full of light.

I'm the bridge connecting them together,
Two different strains of Indian culture,
And I am doing justice to my mother,
As well as I am doing it to my father.
And I am so linking north with south,
Two different styles of parenting couth,
I'm the son of 2 strains of Indian culture.

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I am very happy now.

Loving my days as they shine,
Over the edge I pushed sorrow,
Viewing my love grow mature,
Enjoying the achievements I am.

My most adorable person,
On Earth and in the universe,
My father comes next.

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.