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798 · Dec 2014
Greying Greens
Àŧùl Dec 2014
Yes, I have seen a garden in my dreams...
Initially, it was completely in the greens...
But now the decay has started setting in...

Darkness engulfs the garden even in broad daylight...
Bleakness of my replies deepens as the garden erodes away...
The stench of decay and death overcomes the scent that was...

I have lived multiple lives in a go...
Have lived that of a miracle man...
Have lived that of an iron man...

She accused me that I have a negative ego...
But no, I just have a diamond heart...
And I have my own principles...

Calling whom a ****** rascal?
Me? No way you can do that.
You have your exams, go prepare for them, don't abuse me in panic.

It suggests me that even my hair should turn grey now...
I have lived more than many that life chooses to ditch sooner...
But the fear of death doesn't scare me since long...

Trust me when I say,
I am used to losing,
And I react only when I sing...
My HP Poem #703
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jul 2017
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.
Sorry Kalpana Arora.

My HP Poem #1646
©Atul Kaushal
795 · Jan 2022
Quorum
Àŧùl Jan 2022
In Bhaarat, the Lok Sabha
Requires a 10th attendance
To function.

Yet, they hardly work,
But they consume
Our resources.
My HP Poem #1950
©Atul Kaushal
795 · Jul 2022
You’re My Happiness
Àŧùl Jul 2022
You're my happiness,
You just don't know it yet, honey.
I'm your life-force,
You just don't know it yet, honey.
You're my happiness,
You just don't know it yet, honey.

You live close to my heart,
You stay with me on my mind,
If you are not here, oh beauty,
What's my biography?
If you are not here, oh beauty,
What's my biography?

You're synced with me,
You just don't know it yet, honey.
You're synced with me,
You just don't know it yet, honey.
You're my happiness,
You just don't know it yet, honey.
I'm your life-force,
You don't know it yet, honey.
Translation of my original song lyrics.
https://youtu.be/RG76uwli4F8
My HP Poem #1954
©Atul Kaushal
794 · Mar 2014
Like Jigsaw Pieces
Àŧùl Mar 2014
You came to my life suddenly,
Your arrival was really quick,
Youth has rejuvenated in me.

We are just like jigsaw pieces,
We are two faces of lone coin,
We are the best golden lovers.

I find that this feeling is regal,
Involving loyal lovely feelings,
Insipid feel all other relations.
My HP Poem #572
©Atul Kaushal
794 · Feb 2017
Irritant
Àŧùl Feb 2017
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.
My HP Poem #1415
©Atul Kaushal
794 · Jan 2017
A Beautiful Bridge
Àŧùl Jan 2017
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.
My father is an Aryan from north India.
My mother is a Dravidian from the south.
My own definition is of a whole Indian.
My HP Poem #1392
©Atul Kaushal
794 · Nov 2016
I Know Her Childish Self
Àŧùl Nov 2016
Her heart might shift back towards me,
Never realizing what she does herself,
She underrates her loving mother,
Aspiring to go to foreign lands,
She thinks life is easier there,
Knowing not life is harder,
And so she might change,
Changing her standpoint,
Her mind towards India,
I wait for her marriage,
If she's happy after it,
I will forget her too,
And I will marry,
Some other girl,
Proposing me,
Otherwise,
Waiting for her,
I will be.
I have girls proposing me marriage,
But I am just waiting for her to realize,
Realize the mistakes she made.

HP Poem #1272
©Atul Kaushal
793 · Jan 2013
Areolae
Àŧùl Jan 2013
I remember the first time at 17
I got hold of the pair of her 30Cs
I looked briefly at the tasty areolae
I stuck out my neck staring greedily
I was brought back to my senses when
I felt her left hand softly sit under my chin
I lifted her up in my arms and put on the bed
I heard her panting as I was kissing her ***** skin
I then lightly touched her areolae with my lips & tongue
I found her hands gripping my head and her fingers brushing
I paused suckling her to softly wield my fingers over her tiny areolae
I did my best to satisfy her but she asked for more which was averted by me
I didn't want to commit The Divine Sin with a girl who probably wasn't my future
I don't regret choosing my naivety & hers too, unperturbed by the world's jeered laughter.
© Atul Kaushal
791 · Nov 2016
Exception To Positivity
Àŧùl Nov 2016
Ever be positive in your attitude towards life,
Positive be the outlook towards any strife,
And positive be your performance rate.

Never be negative in your attitude for light,
Negative be each of your pathogenic tests,
For you do not deserve the *** as yet.
Be cautious while socialising in this modern age of drugs and casual *** as all of those things are just like an open invitation to the horrible ***.

Take these exceptions to positivity for a healthier future life.

HP Poem #1242
©Atul Kaushal
788 · Dec 2017
Perfect Love
Àŧùl Dec 2017
His mother was cheated by his father,
Then his mother spent her life in resentment,
And he was deprived of his mother's love.

But then ultimately he found his lover,
The one who gave his life a new contentment,
And she gave his life the much needed love.

He ultimately gained the love of his life,
She regained her mother's spiritual love,
And it was a win-win situation for them both.
My HP Poem #1691
©Atul Kaushal
788 · Dec 2012
A Kiss On The Lips
Àŧùl Dec 2012
Come oh near,
Don't you fear,
Oh my dear,
You need mine,
Definitely,
A Kiss On The Lips.

Lips or lips your choice,
I'll do your bidding,
Just need to hear your voice,
I'll do your lips,
Definitely,
A Kiss On The Lips.

****** lips are more delicious,
To me the other lips are salty,
It's your wish to let me savor them sweet,
Or to try it on the lips which're salty.
Kids don't interpret it any way.
© Atul Kaushal
788 · May 2014
Summers
Àŧùl May 2014
Walking alone on the hot road,
Though it feels like my body,
There isn't any longer me,
Under the burning sun,
It was just a figment,
Having left of me.
It has only let me be,
Shade of the poet I am,
I really am unknown for,
She came and life changed,
My lonely existence vanished.
Her thought itself is so powerful that I don't feel any discomfort.

My HP Poem #629
©Atul Kaushal
787 · Jan 2013
I'll Be Your Talisman
Àŧùl Jan 2013
O My Sweet Little One,
No Eye Can Be Cast Upon You Ever,
Never - O - Never - O - Never...

O My Naughty Little One,
Not That I Believed In That Eye Ever,
But I'll Still Be Your Talisman...

O My Happiest Little One,
Nobody Else Do I Think About Ever,
It's Just You - You - Only You...
© Atul Kaushal
786 · Nov 2012
I Yearn For You, Mother
Àŧùl Nov 2012
In the pale sunlight of the morning,
I miss your divine glow.
In the shining sunlight of the noon,
I miss your angelic shadow.
In the sinking sunlight of the evening,
I miss you and only you.

In the harsh winds of the society,
I miss your strong care.
In the large outside world unknown,
I miss your natural love.
In the massive tree of a billion people,
I miss you and only you.

In the beautiful meadows,
I miss your voice.
In the scenic mountains,
I miss your company.
In the picturesque seas,
I miss you and only you.
Okay, this is a poem for my mother and I hope she loves it.

My HP Poem #10
© Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Sep 2016
The day I met you,
'Twas not a regular one,
Such days are so few,
It was a special day.

'Twas not a regular one,
That day was new,
Sweeter I saw none,
For I had seen you.

Such days are so few,
Happy days are so rare,
But my days are new,
Might shine my future.

It was a special day,
Truer than the God,
Now you won't say,
I had fallen for you.
A modified quadrilew attempted.

Created by C. G. V. Lewis, the Quadrilew is a form of quatrain poem with an abab rhyming scheme, repeating lines, and contains an alternating syllable structure.

In the first verse, the poet may either start with a five or six syllable line. If the choice is five then the 'sounding' syllable count is (and opposite if the count is six):

VERSE ONE,
Line 1, 5 syllables.
Line 2, 6 syllables.
Line 3, 5 syllables.
Line 4, 6 syllables.

VERSE TWO,
Line 1, (which is a REPEAT of line 2 of the FIRST verse) has 6 syllables.
Line 2 new line of 5 syllables
Line 3 new line of 6 syllables
Line 4 new line of 5 syllables.

VERSE THREE,
Line 1, (which is a REPEAT of line 3 of the first verse) has 5 syllables.
Line 2 new line of 6 syllables.
Line 3 new line of 5 syllables.
Line 4 new line of 6 syllables.

VERSE FOUR,
Line 1, (which is a REPEAT of line 4 of the first verse) has 6 syllables.
Line 2 new line of 5 syllables.
Line 3 new line of 6 syllables.
Line 4 new line of 5 syllables.

If the first line of verse one has 6 syllables then the pattern is
Verse 1, 6565,
Verse 2, 5656,
Verse 3, 6565,
Verse 4, 5656.
(The rhyme pattern still largely being abab.)

My HP Poem #1130
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jul 2013
That fanfare will always be there,
So will the loud proclamations be,
But they will only remain martyrs.

That assembly will always be there,
So will the very silent salutations be,
But they won't rise up from their beds.

Those tank platoon will always be there,
So will its dominating aura-presence be,
But oil-wells shall never churn them out.

That hatted guy will always be there,
So will forever his beautiful wife be,
But they will only remain martyrs.

That gentleman will always be there,
So will all his mugged-up words be,
But they will still remain martyrs.
I imagined this poem for the scene of an Independence Day parade.

My HP Poem #373
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Aug 2013
Your cutest appearance,
Your sweet mellow voice,
Your very sensible choice,
Your lucky for me presence,
Your cheery nature of rejoice,
Not even just
Your rhythmic nature of dance,
It's inexplicable why I love you,
Probably it's even unnecessary,
But yes I do proclaim that I love,
*You, yes I love you and only you.
My HP Poem #412
©Atul Kaushal
783 · Oct 2015
Astonished!
Àŧùl Oct 2015
Looking at the opposition we face,
We don't get it even a bit!
Surprised at how most of the world,
Treats the lovers as aliens!  
But we are happy being aliens,
Astonished they will be!
~~~~

Watching at their angry faces,
We wonder wot crime we committed!
Stunned we are,
They call us mad!
But we are happy being mad,
Astonished they will be!
~~~~

We will come to collaborate,
In every single stage of life!
They will see our love,
They will start believing in love!
And then too,
Astonished they will be!
783 · Dec 2016
Brief Briefs
Àŧùl Dec 2016
What they wear often in the public,
Never covers their essentials,
Such are the brief briefs.

What they don to party,
Same they wear to the beach,
Which they wear for the namesake.

Bluff they do their meaty sausages,
But they put them in their suckers,
Buff they look with their knickers.

Flaunt they do their ***** curves,
Finish they never on the beach,
**** they do in such parties.

They eat fat-burner to stay ****,
Binge drinking they practise,
Worrying not about health.

Live like the Early man,
They live in the moment,
Risking AIDS and others.

Call me outdated,
Call me inferior,
Call me boring,
But I will never mimic them.
HP Poem #1303
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jul 2017
https://www.amazon.in/gp/aw/review/B00MYY0DMA/
By Kalpana Arora on 9 June 2017
Verified Purchase
It deserves more than 5 stars!
The story ends with two messages perfectly conveyed.
1. Don't waste your time in search of love while you are studying.
2. The current caste-based reservation system in India is flawed.

I can't disagree here.

What a magician Atul is! Such romance, poetry, love, heartbreak, action and what not!

Surely a class apart than most popular novelists!
Thanks for the compliments, dear Kalpana Arora.
Àŧùl May 2013
She's my everything.

The maid holding my hand in loneliness,
The masseuse massaging me in tiredness,
The path-shower with candle in darkness.

She's so magically young.

The angel materialized into my life by chance,
The angel that waves her wand in my tension,
The angel smiling & making my world shine.

She's my everything,
She's so magically young,
(: My young angel smiles & my world shines so bright. :)
My HP Poem #220
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Mar 2014
Yes I am as human as you my friend,
Emotionally I'm weaker than others,
I commit my share of mistakes daily,
Errors both minor, or, major I make,
Yes I am afraid of imperfections too.

I made this brain of mine a student,
I've learned lessons from the errors,
But I don't just interpret my lessons.

I forward to you, o love, useful tips,
You just have to keep them in mind,
So we get a stronger hold in future.
Don't be afraid to do it wrong, but look out that you don't happen to repeat the same mistakes too often. So I'd call mistakes as teachings for as long as possible but it's not too good to go through the same teaching again & again, so don't repeat your mistakes in general.

My HP Poem #596
©Atul Kaushal
781 · Dec 2016
Total Recall
Àŧùl Dec 2016
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.
It's my destiny that I will meet my match.
In the next rebirth if not now.
And we will meet again for forever.

HP Poem #1328
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Nov 2016
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.
Read about a really ******* faith that carries the tag of religion.

HP Poem #1233
©Atul Kaushal
780 · Aug 2013
A Sink For My Tension
Àŧùl Aug 2013
Oh baby you drive me,
So freaking crazy,
I yearn for you, baby.

Oh baby you make me,
So feeling wanted,
I learn for you, baby..

Oh baby you take me,
So farther away,
I turn for you, baby...

Oh baby you thrive in me,
So full and frizzy,
I live for you, baby....

Oh baby you are awake for me,
So difficultly daunted,
I relive for you, baby.....

Oh baby you ache for me,
So smarter way,
I give love for you, baby......

Oh baby why I feel so calm,
So genuinely in love,
I take inspiration for life, baby.......
My HP Poem #409
©Atul Kaushal
780 · Dec 2013
If You Are, If You Are Not
Àŧùl Dec 2013
If you're there with me,
I have nothing to fear,
If you are not here then,
I worry about being lonely,
And about not having anyone.

If you're there with me,
I have courage inside,
If you are not here then,
I shy away from the world,
And from all sorts of dangers.

If you're there with me,
I have reasons to smile,
If you are not here then,
I find smiling just a vanity,
And oftentimes a difficult task.

If you're here with me,
I have the best feeling,
If you are not here then,
I even find breathing a job,
And yes I find it black & dark.

So I just breathe in & out,
It's not living what I do,
I'll wait for days to pass,
I see you stealing my 'beats,
And wait for the day we meet.
My HP Poem #502
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Apr 2017
Come with me, dear friend, come,
I shall take you in the midst of nature,
There where the cuckoo sings aloud.

We will write a salute on the winds,
I have seen evening play with morning,
How the day plays with the evening.

For who is this, in whose name,
Oh songbird your melodious salute,
Tell us what is your secret of happiness.

The water forgets where to flow,
Sunlight touches arms of the trees,
These innocent faces & angelic names.

The shadows play with the trees,
Simply beckon us they do to come,
These jump down on the forest floor.

Come, follow me to the forest, dear,
Let's enjoy calm sounds of wilderness,
Here where the cuckoo sings carefree.
My HP Poem #1483
©Atul Kaushal
776 · Feb 2015
I Am Just Scared
Àŧùl Feb 2015
I am not scared of heights,
Not of anything or living beings,
Be it a snake or be it a lion.

I am really brave,
Not put out my flame,
By any serious accident.

I had all my organs failed,
Not my heart had died,
Bring the worst & I won't die.

I was tried by Yamdoot,
No, He couldn't take me,
Because I refused to die then.

I was tried by deadly viral,
Even a fever of 107ºF couldn't **** me,
Because I was yet to meet you.

I am just scared to lose you,
Won't you hold my hand?
Won't you stand by my side...?

Because I know that for sure,
If you are gone from my life,
So would my breath & heartbeat.
Yamdoot is the Hindu messenger of Death working under Shiva & Brahma.

My HP Poem #782
©Atul Kaushal
776 · Apr 2017
My Heart Is A Temple
Àŧùl Apr 2017
Those who leave they never come back,
But their memories never leave me alone.

My heart is a temple, my heart is a temple,
Where love is worshipped, that home of a lover is my heart.

Each one of my heartbeats is a hymn to her,
I just need to shut my eyelids and she's here,
Death can erase my existence in her life, not my memories.

I submit the wreath of her memories in my heart,
And light the lamps of my tears,
Every breath calls out her name from the abode of love.
My HP Poem #1493
©Atul Kaushal
775 · May 2014
In Continuum
Àŧùl May 2014
It grew from inside my heart,
New energy now seeps deeper.

Caring for her as much as I felt ignored,
Onto my daily life is left an imprint,
Nothing can ever cause this love to fade,
Towards a brighter future sails my gaze,
I** feel lucky and blessed at the same time,
None had given me smiles spanning miles,
Understanding my mindset she succeeds,
Upping my positivity she gives confidence,
Making my life more beautiful.
Lonely in childhood because I live as the only child of my parents in a sparsely populated corner of a small city.

My HP Poem #633
©Atul Kaushal
773 · Jul 2017
Dear Doctor Mohanty
Àŧùl Jul 2017
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.
My HP Poem #1627
©Atul Kaushal
772 · Mar 2015
Kids & Us (2º Acrostic)
Àŧùl Mar 2015
Kids after marriage are going to be our angels,
Rightly inspiring us to make meet the ends,
Inspire us they will in days and even in the nights,
Pacify us both they will in the harsher of times,
It is going to be inspirational enough for us,
Joint efforts would be needed to be put in their brought up,
In your love and kindness I do believe wholeheartedly.

Adding up to our joy in our lives they will be,
No grief is ever going to be great enough with them,
Destroying all our problems will they always be.

Microseconds of togetherness will be remembered,
E**xaltation we will get serving & teaching them hand in hand.
My HP Poem #793
©Atul Kaushal
772 · Dec 2014
Code Of The True Lover
Àŧùl Dec 2014
I am a lover - sincere and true,
Romancing my love is my creed.
I am a lover - sometimes rude,
But never am I *****-mouthed,
I am a lover - never I'm crude,
Truly guiding my love is my right.
You will be happy and that is my assurance.

I have moved away from you,
For the time being as of need.
I will wait till your war is over,
Supplying you with proxy help,
I am not backing off from my end,
Standing guard will be me - your lover.
You will be free to tackle it your own way.
Have your space, none could ****** it from you.
Come back on or before 7th of May, 2015 and you'll find my doors open for you.

My HP Poem #712
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Mar 2013
The Angel with the jet black hair,
She seems as though by being present she is stirs the air.
The Angel with the shiny dark eyes,
She seems as though by being plainly looking she freezes you.
The Angel with the skin smooth as cheese,
She seems as though by being so soft that nobody dared touch her.
The Angel with the sweetest of names,
She is you, she is you, she is you, no one else but yes she is you.
Though there are other angels too,
But this poem was written for you.

For this particular image in my mind,
By your youth it was inspired.
All is inspired by you in the end, in one way or another my Creepy Angel ;)
Your Expectant,
© Atul Kaushal
769 · Dec 2016
Time Long Past
Àŧùl Dec 2016
A long time has passed since I loved,
When I loved someone not my parent,
And I said some cute words to someone.

A long time has passed since I was loved,
When I live right now as I pay a life's rent,
And I committed no sins for the loneliness.
My HP Poem #1345
©Atul Kaushal
769 · Jan 2013
2-D/3-D
Àŧùl Jan 2013
Your picture is just the 2-D depiction,
What I imagine is the 3-D reality...
You look so attractive in 2-D itself,
Calling you **** would underestimate your 3-D reality..
Your poetry depicted in this 2-D world,
Beautiful it must be to get to your 3-D reality.
This too, is for the little one
© Atul Kaushal
768 · Aug 2013
I Know You
Àŧùl Aug 2013
As your friend,
As a good friend,
As the best friend.

Not only
Because I know,
Because I listen,
Because I care...

But also
Because I love you,
And believe me,
There's no better lover than a best friend..

We share tidbits,
We share habits,
We share secrets.

Wait for our day,
When you're my wife, and
We share a life.
The day I achieve you,
Will be the day when I'm freed.
Perhaps I'll weep gallons,
For there's this ocean full of tears dammed,
Behind these eyelids waiting for you,
To help ease the pain I've accumulated,
Over years of grief and seemingly unsustainable mortal & mental injuries.

It will be that day when humanity meets divinity herself,
It will be a day when imperfection is given a meaning for itself.

My HP Poem #397
©Atul Kaushal
768 · Nov 2016
You Are
Àŧùl Nov 2016
My
Adorable
D*arling

I
Do
Not
Think
Of
You
Every
N­ight
Every
Morning!
A funny write

HP Poem #1259
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Oct 2013
It was a very long day in the summer of '12,
The day was a hotter one in the third week of June when I came to know of her.

She was fifteen but her eyes said she was 12,
Her name is unique and unheard of elsewhere and I was impressed after reading poems by her.

I had made up my mind to not fall in love again,
But I was unaware of the Crown written in my destiny is the cutest one ever.
My HP Poem #444
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jan 2014
I will sing a lullaby for you to sleep
You will get lost in your dream land

Let tonight be long, for it was a day of heavy thoughts & work
Don't be so bent on revenge dear, one day your luck will change
Let me show you a dream when the sun would shine bright

When you open your eyes young ones, it would be morning again
The message that time brings, will also bring happiness to you
I will not blow off the flame of the lamp yet so do not get scared
 
I just sing this lullaby and you just sleep
Then one day you repeat it for your kids
My HP Poem #512
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Sep 2016
To me, her love always was bitter-sweet,
More repulsively bitter than 'twas sweet,
Perhaps because I took her as my mate,
But she was like chalk on my life's slate,
Time rubbed her off & nothing remains,
To her I will truly wish the best of luck,
For she is attracted by the golden light.
May she not get disappointed.
I have finally accepted her departure.
Yes, it's like that only and I only wish the best for her all the time.

HP Poem #1161
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Apr 2015
I am a human,
That too a man.
I used to compliment,
That too to many females.
Now I don't just accept,
Though I was really decent in it but it still was polite flirting in a way,
Now I even apologize and detest it.

The girl who I idolize as my sole love,
She got hurt knowing me better,
But that's only partial face of mine,
I even ward off other females that try to flirt,
I behave just like the only girl I love,
Probably that is the problem.

I must accept our differences,
I love her more than my life,
And I must give her her own spaces,
Maybe it's not correct in society,
Even she dislikes me loving so extremely,
I will stop being insecure now on,
But I will never stop exclusively loving the last girl in my life before any daughter.
My HP Poem #823
©Atul Kaushal
764 · Dec 2017
Mayonnaise of Love
Àŧùl Dec 2017
I am very healthy,
In perfect health,
For both of us, and,
Our future children too.
This 'Mayonnaise' here,
It's only for you, and,
Only you will use it,
Your health will only improve.
My HP Poem #1690
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jun 2013
Anxiously waiting to meet your beautiful heart,
Alone in private away from the world,
In the shade of time.

Oh dear you possess,
My mind & the thoughts running in it,
So you should know that it's all about you only...

What you say or suggest is always as true as you,
As beautiful as your delicate feelings,
In that cutest heart.

This heart is happy,
Your presence is an extreme privilege,
Promising each other safety we set sail together.

All my negatives will be washed away from you;
Your real-time sweet voice and those shiny eyes,
I do believe your touch will be very fresh indeed.
Just consulted my heart prior to composing this one.
My HP Poem #314
©Atul Kaushal
764 · Jul 2016
Undone
Àŧùl Jul 2016
Her charm became undone
Exact moment as her cups
Came off for some other

Her hot passion with me
Sadly became an addiction
Videoconferencing with lots

And she proclaimed proudly of it
Unaware that it is not a good habit
She surely used to be cute until then
Now her imperfections come to the fore

My HP Poem #1097
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Apr 2014
All those moments spent in night,
I could better invest in both of us,
Yes that was a definite time waste,
Because they were spent this way,
Lit only by darkness of negatives,
This was possible if at all we had,
Met in a different conditions set.
My HP Poem #619
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Sep 2013
Mom, Dad and Auntie, Uncle
We know that our families are a total mismatch,
We know that this takes a lot of time to hatch,
But why not give it some time
And why not let us try.

Destinies have been written to mingle,
If not at this stage then surely at another,
But we already live life as a single entity,
We are sorry that we couldn't just tread upon the path shone by you people, but it's fine! ;-)
Isn't it darling?

My HP Poem #434
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jul 2013
They don't see any amongst the other animals.
They had learnt about dogs in their childhood.
They fight only for the canine rights & rejoice calling themselves as animal-rights activists.

*No offence intended to anyone in particular & all similarity is purely coincidental.
But you may take it personally only if you wish to intentionally argue!
But hey!! There're common mongrels too that need your attention too!!!
My HP Poem #364
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Sep 2017
Tomorrow is unknownable, my darling,
Today is unavoidable, you profess,
Though yesterday is unforgettable, we know...

I love you today, with all my love,
I respect you daily, with all my heart,
I want you now, with all my soul...

You love me today, as you are an angel,
You respect me daily, as you learnt all of it,
You want me now, as you feel my soul...

Now, just give me some time, my love,
Never, will you find me gone, my heart,
New, new is this love daily, my soul...

Be positive, in your mind, and your actions,
Be kind, in your heart, and your beats,
Be optimistic, in your soul, and your hopes...

Take my hand now, and fly along me,
Trust me my love, and I will respect you,
Think of you I do, and only you I will marry...

Tomorrow we have to plan about a lot of stuff,
Today we will add to our experience in true love,
Though yesterday will be remembered as a great teacher...

So, I love you today for you reflect it romantically,
Shall always keep your love in my heart aesthetically,
Sweetest sugarfee memories in the production house really...
My HP Poem #1658
©Atul Kaushal
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