When I was young,
Much more young,
They were young.

When they were in a mood to love,
Much in love they were than today,
They'd locked their door in my face.

When they used to argue inside,
I made way & quickly got aside,
They didn't - I locked myself up.

On All Poetry at her behest, I had created an account...
And this is one one of my poems which I had posted there...

How Are You,
My Love?
I Long For You,
Today, Every Day!

I Have Not
Met You Ever,
So I Long For You!

Soon We Will
Meet In Your City,
The Idea Captures Me!

Do not fear a long & hot sunny day,
Neither in June month, nor in May,
When the going gets tougher to say,
Here I stand by your side boosting,
Find me in your own morale rising,
Up in daytime and in the evening...

Shattered with her departure,
I feel no more enthusiastic,
The reinnervated poet,
Inside me died.

I know that you will find it hard
To excuse my busyness that day,
To forgive my sin by your heart.

I should not have forgotten it
A day I always look forward at,
A day that comes just once a year.

I shall always wish on your birthday,
As a husband only forgets it once,
As the wife's birthday is Christmas.

I hope that you enjoyed your birthday,
I am sorry for being unable to wish,
You do understand my busyness.

I was unwell,
I went to the doctor,
Now I am better.

But the doctor prescribed a surgery,
I shall go on the operation table,
Probably next year after I'll afford it.

Sweetest angels never die,
They just become invisible.

But they manifest in your memories,
Yes, they never stop caring for You.

An angel gave birth to You,
Sweetest part of my life now.

I am sure that she deputed me,
Just for You she lobbied my life.

Let's close our eyes and see,
See where she smiles in relief.

Let's join our hands and feel,
Feel her approval seal not in disbelief.

Relieved that you are not alone,
Satisfied that you are not unloved.

Today she is smiling upon us both,
She blesses you on your birthday.

Imagine a day quite probable in future,
When our expenses exceed our income,
We both will be spendthrift for our kids,
Both of us will have to overwork hours,
We surely will, let us take this pledge.....

It took just 7 Seconds,
I almost died back then.

One moment I was riding,
Then I remember of nothing.

I just remember the recovery,
And the uncanny painful history.

I can walk, breathe and talk again,
Maybe that was all I did before too.

But I miss my old friends again,
I miss playing guitar like I did.

Turn the pages to remember,
What I lost 7 long years ago.

I've anterograde amnesia,
It is so frustrating now.

Probably that accident had its toll,
I neither completely forgot nor do I remember it all.
Vague memories pop-up in my mind,
I neither entirely forgot her kiss nor do I remember it all.
Old friends call me an experienced hunter,
I neither was ever one they call 'hunter' nor do I wish to be at all.

Yesteryears seem a distant memory,
I read a lesson after the event took place & changed my life.
Eager to move forward and see,
I read a lesson after each day passes away on the edge of the knife.
Kite I aspire to be flying free,
I read a lesson in future which is blurry but surely seems full of strife.

She came like springtide,
She left me enticed.
What secret she used to hide,
In her heart deep inside.

She was beautiful per se,
But her eyes were deceptive.
She was beautiful per se,
But her eyes were deceptive.
Her lappet she used to hide,
She came like springtide,
She left me enticed.

Tell me oh my heartbeats,
Oh my heartbeats.
Tell me this much oh my heartbeats,
Who was she that showed me dreams,
The one that came like springtide,
But left me longing and enticed.

Won't eat my words back.

I'll let this hurt you!

You are gone and I threw you out of my life.

I regret having getting emotionally-bonded with a friend like you - I used to love you.

You were neither brought up the way I was, nor you spent your life in a similar manner.

Let this poem hurt you.

I'll let it hurt you in a similar way you did me.

But I can't possibly hurt you enough, for unlike me you've many other friends too.

I'll let you feel regret.

You made a mockery of our friendship.

I just give my feelings a vague, unclear & indefinite shape through this poem.

Feel my absence from your life, old friend.

Because someday this had to come like this.

You traitors of friendship - what hearts beat inside you!

Perhaps no hearts but only a wretched lying mouths you posses.

If loving you completely,
As I found myself in you,
Could be termed as a sin,
Seen through spirituality,
Then I don't mind my life's sin,
And I'll proudly carry the guilt,
As I have you as my happiest gift.

The world doesn't hate me
But
It's too indifferent, you see...

Gusts of hot winds of change
But
They still remain hot and torrid...

It's like I walk alone in a desert
But
Your love is my oasis...

Your friends readied the kids,
In the boys hostel mess.
The day happier than ever,
I felt proud of myself.

Then I took your hand,
And guided you inside.
You were totally unprepared,
But we had trained the kids.

The canteen was filled with us,
The volunteers and the kids.
The onlookers joined the chorus,
In the Happy Birthday words.

Do you remember what the kids sang?
Why won't you, Satyaa, why won't you?
You might remember me, oh dear,
You were my old flame, and I was for you.

I said, "Here you go, dear,
This surprise we prepared,
Just for you, oh, just for you."
And your eyes teemed with tears.

You looked at me in gratitude,
But I was truthful as I told you,
"Your girl friends surprised you,
I just brought the cake, dear."

"Sakshi suggested this surprise,
Your girl friends prepared the kids,
Enjoy your birthday, Satyaa, enjoy it,"
You were speechless, completely in love.

Not a happy write is this one,
She has just killed the lover in me.
Someone else I will be never again,
Loved as Atul I will be once again.
Surely not loved by Mystery,
But a deserving girl will love me.

Yesterday I did talk to Mystery,
She was busy winning a debate.
Well she won it very well,
Because she did debate alone.
She did a favour to me,
As now I know what she is.

I definitely do not love her any longer.

The one for whom I forgot my identity,
Thinks I would devour up her identity.

I became reincarnated as Someone Else for her,
In my heart, I just had a respect for her.

Caring for her I was her guardian angel,
Rubbed of separation was every angle.

Still, she gave me that deafening grief,
Not weeping as tears have bereft me.

I will just overcome her grief one day,
The day I am poet Atul once again.

With other men in her wild dreams,
She makes love just so many times.

The way she often shares her bed,
I will just assume her to be dead.

Come, come with me, honey. 🍯
This afternoon, I'm so *****. 🎺
Come to the deserted beach, 🌊
I wanna eat your red peach. 🍑
Let's make love in the sand, 🌴
Just gimme your **** hand. 💅🏼
Let's sink in each other's love, 😍
Just kindle this glowing dove. 🕊
Obfuscate my afternoon light, ☀
Let me give you a love bite. 👄

I don't want to get you,
For you're not an object.
But I wish to achieve you,
As a soul you're the richest.

What happened to the love I felt,
All the love I dispensed to her,
Where did her faith waiver,
How could she unlove me,
Why she forgot about it?

'
Hey girl!
Let love unfurl.
Breathe in as I exhale!
Let me now bring you alive.
Believe in all my good intentions!
Feel now as I am right here.
As your shining shield!
See love unfurl.
Hey girl!
,

No sound is made,
When dreams shatter,
Just eerie silence.

No physical wounds,
When hearts are broken,
Just silent tears.

We know each other only by internet,
Which means we've not ever met yet,
Would it look so weird looking back?

The hearts are so much well-polished,
Embellished in her happy young self,
Making me feel more than just young.

What if it does indeed appear weird,
When we've let time do our bidding,
Why shall we even care about past?

She has got a beautiful golden heart,
Even I have got a very similar heart,
****** distance - the only difference.

Why is this later spring show so shy,
Would it show sooner when needed,
Will it keep languishing in her eyes?

And that you were an infant.
I shall appear from your mouth
And I would pop before you knew.

A poet is someone who rhymes,
Or at least takes care of structures.
A poet is someone who just sings,
Or rather makes music of the verses.
A poet is someone who bleeds black,
Or even weeps a rainbow of phrases.

I will hold you in my arms whenever you need me to.
I would be a better man altogether with you being my guiding light.
I would seek refuge in your eyelids when the world stands up against me.


You'll find all bitterness straining out of our relation.
You'll love it, the relation and the feelings me & you get with time.
You'll find me by your side in the middle of the desert of the world.


We'll be happy while having all what we would need.
We'll stay close to each other by remaining close to the heart.
We'll love like never before forgetting all the negatives we have.

And may you get,
If you haven't yet,
The guy who you haven't met,
Who fulfills your dream on net.

And may you be content,
If you still are discontent,
The love you desired in nights,
Who takes you out on flights.

Here l come,
Oh 60 kg target!
Be ready for me,
'Cause I am determined.

When I was in school then I used to have some,
But school is gone, so is college and now I have none.

I never had many,
I feel like an alien,
Everywhere, anywhere I go,
I am boycotted by all for some unknown reason,
So I don't have any.

Some cite my attitude being the reason,
Some have differences with my preferences,
Others are too busy for this poet-singer,
The world is friendly only to money.

Try to count her blessings in your life and even your hair strands will be so few,
Just accept me as a worldly avatar of hers and each moment will only be so new.

You had said you'll stand by my side,
May my life be a calm sea or a harsh tide,
I counted that forever you would announce,
Thought not a break-up you would pronounce,
And now I wait, oh baby, I wait only for you,
Even if these colours of life turn so blue,
Oh, baby, I love you, and you only!

You will see a different side of the ship I sail in my life,
Come, be upset no longer than a good couple of years,
I have a few problems but I will overcome this strife,
Come, I'll be your Krishna and play this gleeful fife,
Slowly my career will shine and so will my life!!

How incomplete is my life at this moment,
Come, ascend to my life's queen's throne,
Your divine presence is much awaited!

And I let them rhyme,
I write these words of mine,
Rhyme into a sweet poem divine.

When she blinks her eyes,
I see my angel & my Zahir,
Trust me, I don't tell any lies.

Black as night is her iris,
I look at her eyes with awe,
Hers - the most beautiful eyes.

I am permanent like the sun,
I will help you get a cute son.

I am potent like the water,
I will help you be a mater.

I am patient like the Father,
I will help you **** your fear.

I am accommodating like the sand,
I will help you hold your head high with my hand.

I am fluid like the time,
I will help you defeat T1D.

I am healing like the life,
I will help you be my healthy wife.

I am romantic like a bliss,
I will never let you get bored of my kiss.

I bleed inside my head.
It won't be long before I'm dead..
All color I'd see would be red.
This short poem will be read...
And it will be reread.
This is how I will be consoled....
But before this poem has been read by many,
I'll simply be dead, I'll simply be dead.....

Time is money,
True.
Time is funny,
False..
Time is long,
True...
Time is short,
False....
Time is God,
True.....

How I live isn't easy,
No - not at all.
How I am alive is the question,
No - not at all..
How I would survive without friends is impossible,
No - not at all...

Whom do I tell,
What do I tell...
Whom do I tell,
What do I tell?

The Predators,
Ravished Me...
They did not consider me a human,
They did not,
They did not!

As is the story
You know it...
But have you been affected at all,
Affected at all,
Affected at all?

Whom do I tell,
What do I tell...
Whom do I tell,
What do I tell?

Today the entire nation of India is just asking for the same thing, as they put forward the issue of the girl - death for those Predators!

Now I Know How The Angel Really Was,
She Was Actually Like A Wayward Wasp,
I Shed My Maverick Traits Falling For Her,
From The Heavens, I Fell Right For The Girl,
She Loved How My Burns Now Did Twirl,
Straight As A Baby But Now With A Curl,
My Voice She Loves Deep Inside Her Heart,
As If My Accident Has Re–Engineered Me.

Je taime.
I love you.

Je taime chéri.
I love you darling.

Et je veux faire l'amour avec vous.
And I want to make love to you.

I am a budding biotechnologist,
A responsible human being,
And I am a fine future father too.

I am a rebounding guitarist,
A fine flautist I already am,
And I am an actually good singer too.

I am a soothing poet,
A fine amateur bard I am,
And I am already established too.

I am a knight in waiting,
A night in waiting I surely am,
And I am a fine first-timer too.

I am an excellent dreamer,
A collection of dreamy poetry,
And I am a writer of steamy poems.

If you wanted a well-settled hubby,
You should have just been patient,
Being immature you just dwarfed yourself.

I am a Survivorman,
An unlikely alive human,
And I am not reserved for you.

A poem is not
Your crass, Because
Earnestly,

A poem is not a medium to abuse,
Or a collection of cuss words.
Roses should pour from its phrases,
The poem must always be beautiful,
Aye, even if angry or hateful.

I really have no idea,
No hint about who lost more,
But I surely lost my dear.

And I am sure that you will remain here holding my
Hand as you take lessons from my experienced life...

You told me a bright promise of love and appreciation
Which I believe will stay for the entirety of our lives..

No I am not afraid of losing you to circumstances now
That we have come in perfect tuning with each other.

Keep smiling in the morning and wishing a good day ahead to completely unknown people as I go to fetch milk from outside the campus and then in the evening I go for a comfortable walk and continue my morning activity.

While most people respond back with a smile and wish the same for me, some are puzzled when I wish them a good morning or evening and ask me who I am, I smile and ask them, "I don't know you Sir/Madam, just wished you." And I smile.

And some even take it as ridiculous on my part to wish them but they still make a funny puzzled/frustrated face to silently move away.

As I lay in the comatose state,
My Angel cried profusely.
Unknown to others, He cried.
And His tears fell on my body,
They healed my wounds.
My Angel is my Prabhu.
My Angel is my Father.

The seed I had sown has bloomed,
From a sapling to a plant to tree,
And tree is now bearing fruits.
The fruits culminating on top,
Are only seemingly distant,
Fresh they are just sweet.

Tell me your likes,
But emphasize on your dislikes.
I want to impress you,
But more than that,
I want to conform with your desires.
Also, tell me what you like about me,
And while pointing at my greys, just feel free.

We're strangers with a great potential,
Don't procrastinate much,
And just let yourself come closer to me,
I'll protect you, and I'll kindle you,
Dear, you I'll encourage,
I'll also facilitate your success,
Not because I seek credit, but because I love you.

There's an age gap between us,
But it's still less than a decade,
I know you are young and ambitious,
Don't fear me, you I will nurture,
And don’t worry, please remember,
I'll never obstruct your career,
You have told me your aspirations.

You still have half-a-decade,
And I can advise you, dear,
You I can suggest strategies,
You're going to be a teacher,
And I know that you aim higher,
I refer to that dream of yours,
Through you, I can live my dreams.

We're made for each other,
In you, I see a young but mature lady,
I can read faces, like I did that day,
Yes, I'll always read how much it'll bother,
If you're sensitive, so am I,
I know that you like me,
You should accept my care.

You are close to your grandpa,
I don't say that I can love you like him,
Or even your parents, dear,
But my mother will be gratified,
And so will be my father,
You'll receive a similar care like your home,
And my romance, it will be your bonus.

This is a love letter filled with deep promises,
I'll let you follow your heart,
And try to keep you close,
Or rather I'll be there like an umbrella,
Shielding you from the torrential shower,
Let me bear the responsibility,
Just trust me once and be my wife,
I'll shield both you and our child,
From the necessary evils of modern life,
And also the unwanted stares of the society.

Your acceptance of my love will be my gratification,
Eventually, even you will love me,
I know that I hurt you,
But I did so to let you know what hurt me,
You're jealous about my other friends,
So am I, buddy, so am I about yours,
Relax, just relax and embrace me.

I refuse to give up.

Should I give up as they all say,
Hemp I have taken not ever,
And yet I will keep loving you,
Let them all call this my immaturity.

If forever love is immature, so be it.

Let her be engaged in her pursuit,
Of infidelity, if she may want to be in,
Venerable I may grow old waiting,
Efforts put day and night I'll succeed.

Yes, because I want to prove her wrong,
Obviously for ditching me midway,
Until maturation, she won't be waiting.

King, she wants in future as her groom,
Rarely she displays her efforts for that,
Into her far-fetched dreams, she adds it,
Possibly imagined chanced upon success,
Interestingly she desires the eureka moment.

Falsify all apprehensions I shall easily 'morrow,
Obviously, that day still may be years away, and
Right here I am staying in my shoes grounded,
Especially I already am putting in that extra bit,
Veer I shall never off this only road to success,
Ends I shall definitely tie together if they are slack,
Ringing your doorbell I shall be within few years.

I got hurt by an arrow,
And the sky is crimson.

It turns crimson in my blues,
And the redness of my blood.

I wanted to serve the people,
Because I am the Robin Hood.

If they declare me mentally unstable,
I'll fight until they bind me in chains.

If they bind me & put me behind bars,
I'll befriend other mental cases there..

If they isolate me from other patients,
I'll break-free and come to your love...

If they try restraining me once more,
I'll show them who's the boss around..

If they **** me by some wicked method,
I'll come again as a spirit & its essence.

Over your clouds of grief,
Shine like the perennial sun.
Weep, cry, let them leak down,
Do not just let your tears be brief.
Remember the seeds you have sown,
You will get their produce as the relief.
Forget love as for you it just is not made.

This Is A Poem Which Only Intends Goodwill.

His Quom - His People Up The Hills
Are Disregarded - Not Made To Pay The Bills.

Considered Barbaric - They Are Feared
Of Random Stuff - Not Welcomed Openheartedly
And Neglected - Downtrodden In Life They Remain

The World Fears Them - Their Violent Nature
Their Way Of Life - Their Tareeqa
The World Slurs - Their Existence
Their Ways - Insulted Even By Their Own Shadows

What We Neglected Today Was Once The Brightest Way Of Life
What I Support Today Is Not Worth Appreciation In The World
What The Cause Is For Me Saying So For The Good Hillmen
What Some Do Is The Misinterpretation Of Their Teachings
What Could've Been Respected Today Has Been Degraded