1.
I successfully survived the accident,
Thanks to my good Karma in this life
Not in a previous one.

2.
In '09-10, I volunteered for the society,
Educating underprivileged kids and
Their parents too.

3.
Now I'm a successful professional,
Thanks to equitable opportunities
Available in Bháràŧà.

4.
I may have lost my golden years,
But I am in no way literally lost
In the competition.

5.
That accident triggered a cascade,
A chain of unfavourable events
In my family.

6.
My mother lost her knee caps,
Due to her efforts to bring me back
And long standing hours for that.

7.
My father broke his acetabulum,
When trying to save me from falling
While he retrained me.

8.
But I'm thankful to Bhàgàwán,
That both of them are alive
And I'm finally successful.

9.
I don't resent my destiny,
For costing me more than
A complete decade.

10.
My ordeal began on May 7, 2010,
When I landed inside the hospital
On my potential deathbed.

11.
But I knew that I must survive,
For my sentence is not yet over
Here on this planet.

12.
My spirit didn't depart that day,
Although I lost years & friends
Due to the accident.

13.
I didn't fall from Grace of the Lord,
Instead I was sent back with a mission
Amidst the humans.

14.
To teach the lesson of love,
Not through conversion
Or bloodshed.

15.
But through the words of wisdom,
Consideration, love, truth
And experience.

16.
Through these poems of decency,
Rhyme, structure, rhythm
And magic.

17.
The magic is love,
The structure is evident
And the rhythm is so divine.

18.
My parents smiling is my success,
The golden sheen of future
Is my redemption.

19.
In the end,
I speak to you, O Gauri,
You do realise that you're my future.

20.
To you I have promised,
The intensity and the
Love you deserve.

21.
Not short of words ever,
Not because of vocabulary
But because of my passion.

22.
The passion for my life,
The passion for my love
And my love is you.

23.
Never forget what you want,
I'm solely yours, darling,
Yes, you want me.

I wonder what my title will be,
When we are getting married.

Would it be Chiranjeevi,
Or it will be Doctor?

Long-living is Chiranjeevi,
And a PhD-holder is a Doctor.

No, my Darling, I will prefer,
To me, people should refer,
As the Poet Atul Kaushal.

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You need me to be around round the clock,
Obviously, you are lovelorn far from me,
Unsatisfied, although, you're definitely not.

Again, I want to look at your beautiful fingers,
Rosy nails of your hands, I will never forget,
Especially the skin on your beautiful hands.

Soft and tender are your thoughts,
Often you bring me to comfy slots.

How you own me is unknown to you,
Ears yours are so gorgeous & beautiful,
Awe-filled are my moments with you,
Violets and peaceful greens I love yours,
Even your tiniest responses are heart-rending,
Not just in the moment but for a lifetime,
Long lost lover from a past birth you are,
You are my eternal lover and my baby.

Caring for you I am now and forever,
Understanding my love you are,
Thanks for accepting my love,
Ethereal you are in my life.

Do you know what was my reply when the class teacher told me that my attendance was lower than the minimum requisite & I won't be allowed to sit in the exams???

I replied that it's not an issue, my genes make me very sturdy and I could write the exams standing!

Sincerely, what images come to your minds,
When you read this one name of my nation?

Whether

A land full of people who speak languages,
Many languages in the recumbent country,

Or

Rich heritage and history both poorly kempt,
A land of several classes among its citizens?

This separation from you,
Keeps giving tinnitus,
Yes it is recurring.

I read in fair detail of it,
It is the lack of love,
Love hormone.

Oxytocin that pacifies,
It is lacking in me,
Many downs.

All my biology has snuffed,
Extinguished is my flame,
Eversince you have left.

Separation debilitates me,
And though I can't weep,
It is stinging my heart.

Still you fail to perceive,
It's only me who waits,
And I will be waiting.

I have waited for long,
A very long time gap,
*Now I will move on.

Callie, Oh Marian's Callie,
You Lived A Great Life,
A Life So Great That Only A Few Manage.

Callie, Oh Marian's Callie,
You Were A Great Pet,
A Pet So Great That Inspire Poems About Them.

Callie, Oh Marian's Callie,
Hope You Are In Peace,
If Not So, Let Peace Be Upon Your Sweet Purrs.

And you got permanently fixed in my heart here.

Who knew just a 'Hullo' would bring us so near..

Poetic world has made each other feel so dear...

What we feel is not just love but it is more clear....

Equally relishing how we write poetry for each other.....

We find so much sweet similarity in one another......

And each day I find you so much more closer.......

Our first child will be a girl,
A cutesy sweet baby girl,
She'll resemble you, my girl.

She Is Long Gone Now & She Matters Not,
Would Her Own Image Ever Forgive Her,
Asking Now From That Celestial Mirror,
The Eyes She Would Never Stare Now,
Is The Pair Of Eyes Belonging To Her.

Hat Belonging To The Dress Man,
And Other Items She Had Worn,
Tiptop As A Dancer She Appeared,
Especially For Their College Fest,
Smallest Issues Saw Her Cousin Separated..

Knowing She Is Deep Inside Her Heart,
Righteous Moral Knowledge Absent,
Into A Never-Ending Pit She Falls,
Pitying Not Myself But I Know It,
Indians She Underestimates...

Marriage with the ideal person you love,
Look after two cutest naughty little kids,
Remain happy with the love of your life.

We are the contemptibles,
We don't mingle with you ever.
We're kept outside the walls,
We don't enter your house unless cleaning.

You call us the contemptibles,
You don't love any of us usually.
You keep us outside your walls,
You don't enter our house unless cleansing.

All of them consider us the contemptibles,
They don't worry about us usually.
All they think about is them,
That is all about us.

Please do not tell her,
That I miss her presence
In my life - my heart.

Please do not tell her,
That I relive each moment
I spent with her love.

Please do not tell her,
That she needs to read it
I am perfect for her.

Please do not tell her,
That she needs to believe
I am the best for her.

Please do not tell her,
That she can just relax
Instead she'd study.

Please do not tell her,
That she made a mistake
In fact I made one...

It could have been dirtier if I had not shot myself,
After being disheartened by a cheating wife.

Now you might ask what dirtier than blood on the ceiling,
Even dirtier than a bullet through my lower jaw?

Yes I answer.

If I had chosen to stay alive,
And fix the matter once & for all.

If I had barged into her privacy,
Into the indecent incandescence.

If I had not shot myself,
And had shot them both.

Then my honour would have suffered,
Court martial is far worse than that.

I was tired from killing terrorists,
And I loved her too much to hurt her.

Even so, had I not promised her dad,
That I'll care about her just as he did.

And, had I not promised her mother,
That I'll hurt her never ever ever...?

So I chose the easier way,
I just shot myself dead.

Now she'll live peaceably,
And even I will definitely.

Not worrying about what they say,
Not worrying about the government,
Not worrying about the nation now.

I just hope my buddies will take care,
Of their own & the national security.

Hmmm...
Hmmhmmhmmm...
Hmmhmmhmmm...
Hmmhmmhmmm...

Whether you come,
Whether you come or don’t,
I shall survive,
Yes I shall survive.
Whether you come,
Whether you come or don’t,
I shall survive,
Yes I shall survive.

Whatever be the distance,
Nothing is a botheration,
You are connected to me,
I am imbued in your veins.
Whether you come,
Whether you come or don’t,
Then I shall thrive,
When I shall thrive?

What fun will this life be,
If I spend it sans you?
What life is such a life,
Such life is a punishment.
So you should come,
And I shall finally live.
Yes, you should come,
Then I shall survive.

I sought recovery.
After my first breakup.
Social service attracted me.
I volunteered to teach for free.

Soon, I was back to old ways.
Delving deep into romance,
Finding my lucky chance,
Addiction called me again.

A co-volunteer she was.
And why not? Why not?
Me, she found interesting,
Who doesn't like an artist?

But she was a cold-blooded narcissist.
Yes, bigger than me, bigger than me,
Her pursuits included the world,
My pursuit was limited to her.

What went on in my life,
What she put me through,
What I found myself dealing with,
What I went through during that time.

Tasked with thirteen exams,
Me she had challenged,
Her narcissistic ways,
I cleared them all,

She was a liar,
Had a bloated ego,
I deflated her balloon,
She finally inflated mine.

I am okay with this brand new arrangement,
Distance from you was not what I ever meant,
But yes, I am okay being just friends with you,
That way I may stay a bit longer if just to linger.

I love you my darling.
I want you & only you in my life.
But it's not all I desire.

My 1st desire is to show them my calibre.
My 2nd desire is to make it larger than life.
My 3rd desire is to be one with you.
My 4th desire is to then make kids.
My 5th desire is to get on in life with you.

That's my fistful of desires.

The best thing about my ex,
Was not just her youth,
Was not even her soft voice,
It was not at all her cute baby face.

Not anything you can guess,
Was not anything else,
Was not even known to her,
It was her Halloween-ready face.

Her face is so scary as it is,
Was my misconception,
Was simply scarier even,
She needs no makeup at all!

It is difficult to ignore,
When it is omnipresent,
Day or night doesn't matter.
Even though I had left that ship long ago,
Beeping ears and moving surroundings,
The cannons blared to give me tinnitus,
And the ship sailed to give me vertigo.

Now I hardly ever snore,
When I do it's instrumental,
As my naps no longer matter.

Beeping ears since long,
And vertigo since you left,
I definitely have been better.

No poems seem sane now,
And this one does neither,
To me, it's just a breather.

Shakespeare, I know not who he is.
But they term him one of the greatest,
They say he was a poet & a playwright.

William, I surely know of him not.
But they often name him the greatest,
He was a poet Stratford-upon-Avon born.

Anne Hathaway, was elder to him.
But still they both exchanged vows,
They say she was over 7 years older.

Hathaway, she had even outlived him.
But I wonder how she survived alone,
They say she had three kids from him.

I think the love for the remaining two kids kept her alive.

Huge are the empty spaces between us
Distance 'tween the two of us is huge
As if we had been millennia distant
Unaware of each other's existence
I believe that we had had to meet
Long before all this life on earth
Beyond scope of space and time
Yes we will be meeting someday
Xenial rituals we both will follow
Waiting since several incarnations
Since eternity we have been waiting
Crescent of our relationship increases
Plying along the tough roads unfailingly
Equally perplexing are the difficulties
Heads furnished with thorny crowns
Fervently sustaining through them
Moving on the road less travelled
Gaining many milestones we go
Jarring like youngers all along
Kissing freakishly we make out
Night or day - we would not care
Ornamental things wouldn't count
Rarely felt is such love which we do
Quintessentially counting will be love
Trembling is that finger pointing at us
Venerable will be the age of our love

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.

Naughty young dreamer,
I find your poems intriguing,
Demons within you fight,
Hoping to overcome the longing,
Into a different dimension you think.

You are the ice,
Of the cold winters,
Under the cover of snow.

Ask you don't this attention,
Rest assured as you deserve it,
Efforts you put wouldn't go waste.

Taste you will success,
Happiness, and,
Espouse you will the divine.

Because so I forecast,
Ecstatic you should feel,
So many well-wishers you have,
T**hey all will take you to paradise.

I love You, my dear Princess Pooh,
There can't be anyone as good as You,
We are yet to meet each other,
Months spent together are so few.

Parents' spoilt brat,
I am their only child.
I am still not used to it,
Loneliness blights me.
I try to make them mild,
These ghosts of loneliness,
The ghosts written in my destiny.

She had kissed me as I slept near her father,
More than now I have not felt any farther.
She pursues her dreams self-focussed,
And she has moved on in that life of hers,
My best wish is that only her I wished.
She so dedicatedly chases all her dreams,
Mine she was the only dream I ever pursued.

That kiss was more gratituos than sensuous,
She had woken me up for an active kiss.
Those wee hours I cannot forget ever,
Because just like a surreal dream it was,
She became a one night angel for me.
Those moments one could never forget,
She is the new generation – maybe she can.

Thundering showers take their place permanently,
Drench me they do sans any water falling onto me,
Showers descend ferociously with blinding lights...

Come, I beckon you to these unseen roads,
Come, give in to all my melodious odes,
You should listen to painful modes...

How do the torrential rains make me bleed within,
So sober it seems as it makes the rain seep deeper,
The tears drain inside my heart, searing harshly...

Many times before I got committed,
Inside my mind I discussed it,
Should I desist from loving her,
Should I take care of myself first,
Indeed she was very much young,
Never I thought she was immature,
Gripped lightly her arms so tender.

Hues of crimson red now exist,
Effort to string them together,
R**oses of the memories of her.

Asking the valleys & the mountains around,
Beautiful snow-clad slopes of the mountains,
Chilly winds pierce our ears as we ski along,
Downwards the hilltop carefully navigating,
Enjoying doubtlessly you smile bright at me,
Fiendishly slide downhill smiling nervously,
Great speeds involving both our adrenaline,
Hanging in midair momentary in our jump,
Incorrigibly we pull each other ever closer,
Juggling feet & hands when we ski forward,
King o' the land o' your heart I am rejoicing,
Leisurely spending my life solely loving you,
Man of your dreams I secure you in my arms,
Nearing the future rendezvous both of us are,
Oath of unity has been pledged by both of us,
Prancing upon snowy slopes in fuller control,
Queen of my life you are already in my heart,
Rising like moon in the sky of a snowy night,
Smooth is our opera-like love-slide downhill,
Tinkering within our tired selves is a thirst,
Unlike every other feeling is the feeling I get,
Very sweet are the dreams that I have seen,
Wings of imagination may impart us a flight,
Xmas flavoured new & recycled happiness,
Yule ball-like balance does indeed give safety,
Zion of our love is gonna be what it must be...

A sharp pure white light,
Just a bright white light,
When dying you see it...

But I have a sensible explanation,
You'd say 'Oh it was so obvious!'
When I tell *'It's due to haemorrhage in vision cortex of the brain.'

Oh glistening pink!
Strawberry shade,
Nail-paint color,
Candy color
Why don't I fancy you now,
When did I become averse to you?

Oh starkest pink!
Childhood color,
Girls' favorite,
Cloth color,
Why I liked you back then,
When did you become so disliked?

I am not angry or sad,
But I am only a bit tired.
I am not bored of loving you,
My love is there even in the blue.
I am selfish as I seek Mukti,
But I don't seek fidelity,
Nor do I threaten infidelity.

Loving you is my passion,
My flame for you will never dampen.
Such will be my eternal fashion,
That your blues I'll only ever lighten.
I will never fail in my Bhakti,
But not because I am perfect,
As I want you to be mine finally.

1.* I love you!!!
2. It can't be undone
3. I prefer that you reflect
4. My feelings for you are pure
5. I'll never find you gone
6. It'll only get better
7.** I'm immortal

Dil mein mere hai tu,
Dil mein mere hai tu,
Tu dil mein mere hai basi,
Tu dil mein mere hai basi.

Inside my heart you reside,
Inside my heart you reside,
You are housed within my heart,
You are housed within my heart.

And so we were separated by spaces between us,
The distances took a heavy toll from us both,
Unsuccessful better be my surname,
Long ago I started tumbling.

Up above the world so high,
She was cutest angel in my sky,
Ever so beautiful all her ways were,
Dreaming me with herself she used to.

Tracing words on her skin I used to write,
On both her feet and also her hands.

Lost is that so golden sheen,
Over the years only getting bitter,
Vastly living in my solo play I am now,
Escaping that wicked loneliness poltergeist.

Kindly I tried to love her with all my honesty,
Rather than heart I loved her with my soul,
Insipid now all my days have become,
Painting I am regularly a smiley,
I**nsipid my life has become.

Go away the sour Kreepy memories,
I will definitely be crazy to relive you,
You're a bad experience - a good lesson.
Take away all the mysterious mysteries,
I will not be again a scapegoat for you,
Not a game as I am not your ******.
And I will start afresh this year now.

Hoisted her like a princess,
Atop the flagpole of my poetry.
Hosted her like a daughter,
Never before did so in history.
But she's tried yet another,
So she was tired of my purity.
Nay!

She got bored of the imaginary saddle.

Born to working parents,
Brought up an only child,
Fake I won't my happiness,
Because I'm actually unhappy.

These monsters I've faced alone,
They exploited me in loneliness,
Faith shook & shredded away,
Through toys I sat the saddle.

Saddle of the young sadness,
Searing through the darkness,
Fidelity of my shaking small hands,
Survived the lonely tides of time.

Loneliness eats me alive,
Less dreams I nurture,
Faking smiles I got tired,
Long the ordeal was written.

Growling is the growing sadness,
Gestation of 9 months in womb,
Fulcrum of my life was prepared,
Gift of loneliness they presented me.

Neither just because I have the most ideal parents
Nor because I have a promising career on the crossroads.
Neither just because I have few good friends
Nor because I have a rapport with the Death.
But also because I am with You, my love,
I am *the luckiest man alive!

Those angel faces,
Seem so distant,
Me, my loneliness amazes.

Don’t be irritated like this, my queen,
My life will be threatened,
Oh, don’t be irritated like this...
My life will be threatened,
How would I then be treating this distance,
Oh, don’t be irritated like this, my queen...
If you would not be holding my hand,
Then this restless heart would not be treated,
Oh, don’t be irritated like this...
If these slivers had not been on your cheeks,
These blackish snakes had not slept among flowers,
This dark night caused by them would not hug the day,
Then this bud of love would not have blossomed,
Oh don’t be irritated like this...
Now smile and say that you’re not angry,
Come swing in my eyes & fit in my heart,
Come even closer and take your place on my eyelids,
We are one soul & two bodies, we are no different,
Oh, don’t be irritated like this, my queen,
My life will be threatened,
My life will be threatened,
If I had no cover, how could I come close,

Love is never gone,
Only the lover maybe.

They often find someone,
More suitable and move on.

There is no point lamenting,
Take it as yet another lesson.

Why stay there where you got hurt,
Surely it was not true love you got.

Still a faint hope stayed,
But it was so clear too.

Be patient like you have been,
There's someone mature for you.

When they were distributing cuteness,
Her soul stole a little excess of it,
And granted it to her body,
That body is so cute.

Young forever, she stole my heart,
Originally, I had no love left,
Unperturbed she made me right.

She is the dream wife of many,
Than all of them, I am so lucky,
Of an Angel you are a daughter,
Living your life you're like her,
Ever caring about me you are.

A* new hope has emanated,
Not just from my heart,
Definitely also from your.

Dismantled was the kingdom of grief,
I feel so elated now with relief,
So magical is your voice,
Care I'll 'bout you forevermore,
A fresh breeze blows unending here,
Rejuvinating my time you are,
Do hope for the future,
Eager is our love we've here,
Dearest lovers we are of each other.

Wisps of happiness float now,
Elephantine happiness ensues,
Rosy my jar has now spilled,
Effortlessly the grief replaced.

Mini packs of positivity we have,
You just need to have faith in love.

Near your heart I find my refuge,
Ever bettering is this ex-recluse,
Goaded you have me with love,
Antiwar you are like the dove,
Tight are the knots of our love,
I feel so lucky being with you,
Verbs of future like marrying,
Especially seem so practicable,
Solely coz of you, my dear *Pooh Bear!

In springtime the best coloured,
And the best scented flowers bloom,
Blossoming in gardens like stars in sky.

They do wither - off later on with time,
And the new buds take their places,
Mother nature does govern this.

Not that all animals, or humans,
And other species ask for selection,
But mother nature is always impartial.

Humanity has not grown-up even yet.
We have already given-up on our faiths.
Yet they call themselves popular religions.
We have long advanced in technologies.
Humanity has not yet learnt humility.

They are still making war with needles of death.
They have even perfected the ways of cursing.
They think of it as coveted to **** & prosper.
They cannot decide in favour of environment.
They are unashamed to break the laws of nature.

They have hiked the topmost peaks.
They have erected even higher towers.
They have succeeded in winning the space.
But they don't desist from ****** & killing yet.
Still they call it humanity - a civilized humanity.

After 6 passing affairs,
Now I accept that I will be alone.
Now I should get married,
Choice be of my parents' interest.
Even if I don't marry anyone,
I will survive just for my parents.

Have you seen a dark star?
I have seen two of them...
You can see them too...
Go see the mirror...

I am me,
And she's my role,
So she's as excellent as me myself,
But she's beautiful,
I am not.


Her poses possess a demeanour,
And she says a lot,
Silently,
But I listen to it all,
She just wonders how do I know.


She is now my bestest friend ever,
And of course the most gorgeous,
Can not be any easier to conclude,
Because she is simply a class apart,
She is a real motivator & practical.