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.

I have a black heart,
Not just for the sake of art,
But because I am healthy.

My HB is around 15,
Not just for maintaining,
But 'cause I eat healthy.

My weight 6 weeks ago,
Not more than 74.600 kilo,
But I wanted to reduce it.

Some memories don't let me be,
I started skipping meals & jogging,
'Cause I wanted to reduce weight.

Her I wanted to inspire,
That nothing is impossible,
And impossible is nothing.

I lost more than 10 kilograms,
But not that I am ill-fed,
Not ate more than required.

I achieved the feat in 6 weeks,
But just for proving myself,
Not 'cause I don't want to live.

But Death has other plans for me,
Not enthusiastic for taking me along,
I live in the onomatopoeia of time.

Tic toc. Tic toc. Tic toc. Tic.

Time, you have been tipped,
I won't again get slipped,
I want to get ripped.

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...

I was born a boy,
My deeds are straight,
And manly too.

However, I love a doll,
Her name is Mïŧālī,
And she is so chubby.

A daughter before marriage,
She is so cute and sweet,
Just like a forgotten childhood dream.

Pull her cheeks,
Cuddle her chin,
And kiss her lips.

I want to do it all,
Day in & day out,
Each & every day.

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.

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!

I have accepted my defeat,
And I know that I can't love you,
Not now.

Unlike you, I am not immoral,
But the lover inside is immortal,
Now I know.

I will love someone yet again,
That someone who is luckier,
But of course.

She who is smarter & intelligent,
The one that will love me like I do,
Yes of course.

That someone who is focussed,
Goes on a straight way to success,
Not off course.

Neither intending to insult you,
Nor it intends to glorify me,
This poem is a confession.

I am a plain idiotic lover,
I do not wear Prada like you,
Not borrowing such pleasures.

I am not for you.

I will skim the downpour,
Aiming the best for myself,
And I will succeed.

For my love does not perish,
It just changes its forms, and
It gives me pleasure.

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.

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.

How intensely I love you,
You wouldn't ever know,
But you know it is true...

How truly I love you,
You'll always know it,
Just till we meet at all..

How actually I love you,
You can only then know,
When we will really meet.

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.

I just love this season,
When mangos ripen,
We get watermelon,
When sorts of flowers bloom,
And nature is alive.

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.

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.

Depression can affect you.
When things go against you,
Or they go unexpectedly away,
But don't blow your heart away,
All this is temporary, you know,
When you know, you know,
So, don't cry over things.
However, take care,
If you lose yourself,
You won't know.
It will be known,
To you unknown,
And to the world,
It will be known.
It is the whiskey,
To you, it is risky.
But take care of your liver.
If it fails, after all the abuse,
You wouldn't get your glass,
The Precious Evening Glass.

I* have only been thinking every minute about her.

Lisping its way through her is our daughter,
Often she doubled as my dolly,
Very much I used to care for her,
Enjoy with me she did all the time.

Best of all she helped me move on,
Helped me realise my real worth,
Until time ends I shall love her,
Money-minded she was not,
If at all, she is real-minded,
Kingly she makes me feel,
A**s she herself is the queen.

We are the ideal friends,
Our relation knows no ends.
Yes there can be many bends,
But we will always make mends.

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.

All the strength of my impertinent love.
I shall be the August Landmesser.

Low I shall keep my arm en masse,
Of course, I shall not heil the Führer,
Viewing my parents as the dictators, I am,
Expect me they do forget the love of yours.

Yet I shall not comply with their orders,
Of course, I shall always love only you,
Unless I am successful, rest I shall not.

If I were a time traveller,
Would I be able to jump back?
Or would I die in the process?

And if I could do a thing again,
Presuming that I reach back in time,
Would I remain conscious of what needs to be rectified?

And what's the guarantee that
What happened won't repeat itself the same way?
And what's going to happen to my existence in this timeline?

Traveling time would not make any difference,
Why?
Because the past has already happened, it can't be changed.

If at all, I'd end up in a parallel timeline,
Stuck forever,
In the middle of people who want me dead.

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.

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...

My
Adorable
D*arling

I
Do
Not
Think
Of
You
Every
N­ight
Every
Morning!

He is a puppet of great calibre,
This suffices his description,
Both anatomically and morally.

Always moving at the Queen's command,
Feeding himself only with her fed words,
Doing not the right thing but her bidding.

Words like 'We strongly condemn,'
Or 'We will take appropriate measures,'
Sit elegantly on his lips all the time.

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.

My age is less than your Jesus,
I was born 2 days before X-mas,
The year was 1990 Anno Domini.

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.

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.

Food>>>
Edibles: Love mate's thoughts can be relished upon.
Drinks: Love mate's tears of happiness and pleasure.

Gifts>>>
Birthday gifts: Love mate's presence is the greatest gift that anyone can receive.
Anniversary gifts: Time spent privately with the love mate away from the society.

Feelings>>>*
Happiness: The pregnancy test reports are positive.
Euphoria: The enthusiastic plans for future children.

I play my electric guitar on my amp,
Then there's a drum sampler,
And I sing & scream okay,
But without the bassist,
I feel like I go commando.

Fellows commented long ago,
"Without the bass guitar,
Your song feels hollow."
I looked for any bassist,
Here & there but to no avail.

What I ultimately found out,
Many play the Axe,
But none a bass,
Nobody plays it, not the bass,
And my best songs sound hollow.

Poetess Bhumika Fulwani is going to get married soon,
I'm so happy for her because she's not gonna swoon,
For she gets to marry her beau under the stars & the moon,
I bless her to always be with her beau Jitin Waghwani she's granted a boon.

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.

I
-I am-
I am like
-I am amazed-
I can't believe it
-I told my Soul Love-
Yeah she's my Sole Love
-That I'd enter her fortress deep-
And I told her that I'll soon one day
-My tongue must be black from underside-
Because she told me that any such war in India
-Was illegal till a later age as the books of law said-
But now it'd be legal at an age which she reaches soon
-The eager period of eagerness has begun and is teasing-
And I wait for breaching the fortress when we meet
-I'll hope she has performed great in her exams-
Care will be well taken by me that our first
-Experience with each other as we meet-
Would be great meeting the first time
-Not necessary her fortress will fall-
Eagerness is there but controlled
-Full ease in handling myself-
She'll see Angels in me
-And Demons too-
(: Surely :)

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.

Don't let this distance increase.

As I expected,
Nothing exceptional happened to anyone.

Earth remains,
What happened to the ancient prophecy?

That's why I say,
Predictions & Probabilities Are *BASELESS!

I* remember the ultimate terror,
Bunch of killer bees attacking me,
Assailed I was by a shifting pack,
Not a single cadet left behind,
Each of them stinging me royally,
Z**apping through to make death metal!

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.

He was made Dust bin Laden finally!

I can not ever move on now,
The love I felt for her was wow,
Nothing after her - this is my vow.

Her memories I can not just mow,
This heart is no more a trough,
I put love in it with a plow.

Two flowers used to grow,
The heart is sad & I'm so low,
I kindred them with all the love.

If I find you gone,
Then I would better be a recluse,
Gone in reclusion.

Neither a monk nor a priest I'll be,
But I'll simply be an ascetic,
These words are not a bit unwise.

They would not find me unhappy,
Because smiling I always am,
Thanks to you I smile perpetually.

We started childish,
Became mature,
Quarreled apish,
Looked for a cure.

Our relationship is,
Yes flawed it is,
Imperfect it is,
But how sweet it is.

We have had tiffs,
You wept and,
I hardly slept,
But we solved if's.

Our little world is,
Free to fly it is,
Not to cry it is,
But we live as it is.

Gusts of winds blow,
Harsh & dry,
We never cry,
And we do not bow.

It gave us a shove,
Humble dove,
Of purest love,
We wore no glove.

Our hands had met,
We put a bet,
In this game,
Carrying full blame.

I was born in 1990,
Only 8 days shy of 1991.

Still, I am Generation Y.

She was born in 2000,
Nearly 6 weeks into it.

She's Generation Z.

Still, she responded to me,
Actually her mother did.

The matrimonial ad.

My parents had flashed it,
In a timely manner, they hoped,
That I can be married.

So, I went to their home,
I liked her for her youth.
And of course her eyes.

She was truthful and frank too.
She told me what she wanted,
She wanted a mature man.

When I told her that I was an artist,
She loved my poetry,
And commended my creations.

Soon that 'misunderstanding' happened,
And the Miss felt she was standing under,
To equate herself with me, she berated me.

Oh, I do want to marry her still,
Because in her I see a lot of potential,
But she'll have to change her behaviour.

And as she can't change,
Things she will have to realise.
I don't think that she can apologise.

There's a generation gap between us,
And the next generation can't say sorry,
Or just accept their mistake with humility.

Midriff burning sensation,
Exactly as if it will explode,
Nocturnal timings help,
Stark daylight is undesirable,
Troublesome five days,
Ripe burning inside the temple of life,
Under the wicked sky,
Awry is the cup for collection,
Lopsided is its construction.

Cusping the proof of life,
Unfailing burning sensation,
Pouting by the end of a month.

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.

And the old ways are not satisfactory enough,
You feel like wanting to marry a petite girl.
A beautiful girl she should be who gives you a feeling pleasurable,
You start dreaming of her imparting satisfaction immeasurable,
Imagine her digging nails into your back as deeper you seep.
Not away from marriage you keep your desires ever,
And the imagination takes the better of your youth,
The volcano accumulates lava & erupts blissfully.

My studies have shown me the value
Of the perseverance & dedication
Nice in life is really very high

Although you are upset with me now
My love is not so weak as you think
Our future I dreamed & planned
Under a beautiful sky we will live
Rob me of love even yourself can not

Kindly open the doors for me
Ring your door bell when I do
Indeed I'm a mad egoistic man
Past has that old night of love
I** miss your kiss on my lips...

I find it offensive,
I feel suffocated,
I hate the smell,
I can't breath,
I don't bleed,
I have my,
Trachea itching from the inside.

So just don't *** in front of me,
Unless you want to get into a scuffle,
In front of diseased people,
If you don't want them deceased,
In front of the kids,
If you don't want them to follow you,
In this addiction.

Scribbling away my usual thoughts,
I mostly come across your thoughts,
My shallow beats get deep thoughts.

As they joyfully prance on the dark,
Slaying the darker-grimmer shades,
My brighter thoughts will only win.

In my joyous moments I need you,
In my darker moments I need you,
In my present & future I need you.

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.