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Àŧùl Sep 2016
I know that you can not love me,
I do not want you back anyhow,
Neither as a dear lover as you were,
Nor merely as a buddy as you wish,
You know that I can not hate you,
You can not have my love again,
Neither as dear friends as we were,
Nor merely as a contact as I'd wish.

So here is the last advice for you,
For you are a kid forever for me,
You have no liability to befriend,
Most people you meet are fakers,
You are the most innocent child,
For I have never known a cuter,
So have I never known a softer.
HP Poem #1146
©Atul Kaushal
479 · Jan 2014
I - Me - Myself
Àŧùl Jan 2014
I** feel just so incomplete
Within My present
Life without You

No need to invite worries
Just take care of yourself
Till we finally have a date

Now as you crave for me
Just keep my care in mind
Till you feel my kiss of love
I am incomplete for the time being, I'll be complete & satisfied with life once I meet you.

My HP Poem #516
©Atul Kaushal
477 · Nov 2020
Desire
Àŧùl Nov 2020
If our paths never cross again,
I want you to forget the pain,
Forgive me and be sane,
Do spare me of the bane.
My HP Poem #1899
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jan 2016
I checked powerpoetry. Someone by the name of Bhumika Fulwani has posted some poems from Hello Poetry. I don't mind my poems being plagiarized.

At least they are unintentionally proving that I am a good poet and my poems are a class apart.

I don't think that Bhumika would herself do that. It's some imposter for sure. Someone meaning to defame her.

There's nothing to be insecure about. Just take pride that your best poems are being plagiarized. And please don't come to conclusions about Bhumika. Because it must be some imposter.
Relax. Trust me. Not a poem.
476 · Dec 2014
Bye|Welcome
Àŧùl Dec 2014
I.
Set aside the ***** memories of 2014,
Just remember the golden moments,
Welcome the year next with a smile,
I don't hope 2015 to be a better year,
So unfair to hope things to get better.

II.
Didn't they teach at school,
All things go on decaying,
Relationships included,
In 2014 they decayed,
And so will they now,
I'll be ready to take it,
Whatever may come!

III.
Because I am who I am,
Stupid you may call me,
I always invited trouble,
Mortal I am just normal,
2015, just be kind on me.
I just want some new happiness and peace.
Old one won't well serve the purpose as it rots.

My HP Poem #721
©Atul Kaushal
476 · Mar 2013
I developed a knack for you
Àŧùl Mar 2013
And am really missing you,
My head hurts sometimes,
When I think only of you,
All this time you are away.
You are my living ethanol,
The only addiction I have.
I neither feel the need,
Of any other addiction,
Nor do I shift the habit,
Towards any other being.
Baby I just talk to you,
In my head and my heart,
Baby I only need you,
In my life and my love.
It's you,
And it's you,
Just you.
This-one's-for
you-know-who
because-it's-you
© Atul Kaushal
475 · Apr 2017
Moving On
Àŧùl Apr 2017
Unlove and forget,
Ignore their attempts,
Eliminate all possibilities,
Just become really so selfish,
Then one day recall & feel bad,
I don't believe in such moving on,
True people move beyond differences,
They don't give up and break up.
Move beyond differences and be happy.
I learned this from my parents.
I love my parents.

My HP Poem #1478
©Atul Kaushal
475 · Jan 2016
Life Goes On
Àŧùl Jan 2016
People only come and go,
So do my transition inspiration sources.

But lest I forget my motive,
Remembering the ultimate aim in life.

Never demeaning it because,
Life Goes On.
My HP Poem #1001
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Feb 2017
Those video chats
That lone meeting
I can forget you not
I can forget nothing
Though I am very forgetful
That I may forget to breathe
But I can not simply forget you

Those youthful eyes
The way you told lies
I can get over them not
I can not get over them
Though I have a great amnesia
That I suffer so much 'cause of
But I just can't get you out of my head

Those gorgeous curves
That near-perfect height
I can't just un-remember it
I can not ever forget you right
Though you did break me as often
That I fail to trust anyone else now
But I still have an immortal hope left for you
My HP Poem #1423
©Atul Kaushal
474 · Nov 2013
A Perfect Crime
Àŧùl Nov 2013
A perfect crime is one
That involves two
Living hundred kilometres away three
It then sprouts into four
Or seldom into five
The crime succeeds if it surpasses decades six
And luckily across seven.
My HP Poem #468
©Atul Kaushal
474 · Mar 2021
No Soldier
Àŧùl Mar 2021
Jihadis have no souls.
They are not humans.
I categorize them under ghouls.
They are enemies of all life.
No soldier should regret killing a Jihadi of any age.
My HP Poem #1913
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jun 2013
A Barrage Of
My Own
Tears
With
A Smile
If You Please.
My HP Poem #291
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Feb 5
Sorrow is the song
Heart is the holster
Grief is the gun
Listen to my melody
Oh youthful murderer
Forget what's right
Forgive what's wrong

For you I long
Fallacy is the killer
Hot is the sun
Life is a comedy
Oh my upset lover
Today's the night
'Morrow's lifelong.

I wish you a happy day,
Which is your birthday,
In advance, in advance,
I hope together we dance,
You in my caring arms,
And I in your deep eyes,
Give in to my charming way.
My HP Poem #2045
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl May 2020
Some parents try to control their children,
There's nothing wrong with controlling them,
No, there's nothing wrong with it, they think,
And they keep on doing it and dictating them.
As they find nothing wrong with it, they do it.
They satisfy the unrelinquished egos of their own,
Suffocating the children even after they grow up.
My HP Poem #1844
©Atul Kaushal
473 · May 2024
Inspiring You
Àŧùl May 2024
People are not nice,
They can dishearten you,
But don't be like mice.

Let me tell you a story,
My story of victory,
It's after the accident.

When I was in the ICU,
Thought I won't be consequential,
But I disappointed them.

This young man is alive,
An ex-SBI PO, now a DRAAO,
Oh I worked hard for it.

Did not I, oh life,
I don't play the fife,
You know, right?

Now I talk to you,
Yes, you, the dejected one,
Now I ask you this:

Being a survivor,
If I can be successful,
Why cannot you?
Life-Threatening Coma-Inducing Bike Accident: May 7, 2010
Awoke From The Comatose State: June 1, 2010
Discharged From The Hospital: June 18, 2010
Lost academic time: 5 years
Lost physical capabilities: Can't play my guitar as nicely as I used to, stammer at times, limp a bit, difficulty in balancing myself, memory problems

But I didn't give up on life. I knew that I can do it.

People who saw my mangled state in the ICU and HDU, they suggested my parents to look after me for the rest of their lives. They suggested my parents to get me enrolled in an easier vocational course to weave baskets or sell newspapers.
They disheartened my mother, who in turn thought that I could not do what others can.
But my father always has had full faith in my capabilities and capacities.
I not only completed my Bachelor of Technology degree in Biotechnology from the Maharishi Dayanand University, Rohtak, but also I went on to complete a postgraduate degree (M.Tech) in Animal Biotechnology from the ICAR-National Dairy Research Institute, Karnal.

And now I have done it.

Professional Success 1 (SBI PO): July 4, 2023
Professional Success 2 (C&AG AAuO): March 12, 2024

My HP Poem #1968
©Atul Kaushal
472 · Feb 2017
Transformation
Àŧùl Feb 2017
She has completely changed,
From the sweet person she was,
To a repulsive ****** who,
Keeps on quoting famous people,
For the sake of an unannounced debate.
This way she has successfully killed,
The love I had kindled for her.
I don't love her anymore.
My HP Poem #1448
©Atul Kaushal
471 · Jun 2020
Eerie Silence
Àŧùl Jun 2020
People are dropping dead.

People are dropping dead,
Not many in my town
But in big cities,
They are dying en masse
And the silence is scaring me.

Yet again.

Yet again,
I can hear my own blood
Gushing through my ears,
Silly me, I am scared,
More for my loved ones,
And less for myself.

Will we?

Will we all die soon?
Or shall I survive this?
I hope that if my loved ones die,
I do too.
Because I'm afraid of loneliness,
I have a serious kind of autophobia.

Nay!

Humanity can't go extinct!
Humanity won't go extinct.
It will soon be alright.
Just wait and watch,
How Vishnu takes care of us,
How Shiva takes out the evil,
How the world will turn for good.
My HP Poem #1861
©Atul Kaushal
470 · Mar 2014
Love Vaguely
Àŧùl Mar 2014
You are the beginning of love for me,
This is first time I feel truly complete,
Love is truest when it gets reflected...

Equally intense & pure love we share,
Happiness & fun is evident in our life,
But I take care of Karma & duties too..

Never fear longer separation my dear,
It is the final time I or you have loved,
You are also the ending of love for me.
My HP Poem #568
©Atul Kaushal
469 · Oct 2024
I Am In Love Since 1991
Àŧùl Oct 2024
I loved the baby they first showed me.
He was so beautiful,
He was cute & charming.

******* eyes,
As if just Onyx.

It was the first time,
Yes, the first time,
When in front of a mirror they put me.
My HP Poem #2010
©Atul Kaushal
469 · Apr 2017
The Internet Of Things
Àŧùl Apr 2017
It's ages since the Internet was created,
Much information is available online,
You can learn how to cook good food,
Also how to create a new explosion,
Spread the message of love to everyone,
Or scare them with dire consequences,
It's upto you how to use the Internet.
My HP Poem #1484
©Atul Kaushal
468 · Dec 2015
You Can Not
Àŧùl Dec 2015
Oh Time,
Come be my friend.
Oh Destiny,
Let your sun shine for me.
Oh Time & Destiny,
Because you can never make me beg.
And that's a challenge,
My own efforts will show it.
You just need to wait,
Just wait for my sheen to blind you.
My HP Poem #926
©Atul Kaushal
468 · Oct 2013
Who Painted The World?
Àŧùl Oct 2013
Who painted the world,
The brightest Sun & Moon,
The glittering Stars & Nebulae,
The cherry Cheeks of little Babies,
The venomous Fangs of thin Snakes,
The grapish Eyes of young Babies,
The twinkling Oceans & Waters,
The beautiful Lips of Yours,
Who painted the world?
Japanese Lantern - Concrete Poetry.
Oh baby, you inspired this poem.

My HP Poem #452
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl May 2017
I am a mental man,
The feelings are so true,
I am a genuine man,
Sentimental man.

I had cried like children,
In sheer repentance,
Repentance of exposing,
Exposing my love to him.

For he was less of a friend,
More of an obsessive flirt,
He enticed her and I lost,
I lost a lot of my sanity.

I am a motional man,
The gait is a slightly limpy,
I am a touchy man,
Emotional man.

I had pent up my tears,
The evening was blue,
Took a purple shade my ears,
Reasons to live were so few.

I was not possessive,
But just highly insecure,
Because leave me she may,
I don't want her to regret her choice.

For I had loved her,
More as a father,
And less like a lover,
A guilt that will stay forever.

Because it's her name,
Her name is tattooed,
Even in this thought,
And onto my heart.
My HP Poem #1559
©Atul Kaushal
467 · Aug 2020
Oh My Heart
Àŧùl Aug 2020
Oh, my heart,
You were lonely.

Oh, my heart,
You were grim.

Oh, my heart,
I finally found her.

Oh, my heart,
No longer grim.

Oh, my heart,
No longer lonely.
My HP Poem #1876
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Sep 2017
True love has knocked my door at last,
How sweetly and how elegantly,
Exactly the love I have always desired.

When I have started putting my effort,
Always precarious is my future,
Yes it is always brutally challenging.

Your smile is not just brilliant,
Of course, it is also very sweet,
Until a long time it'll assure me.

Love was always a complex thing,
Obviating my life off its loneliness,
Violins here play very melodiously,
Ending not before we get old really.

Myself the Adam in our story,
E**ve is yourself in this saga.
Even Mountains Will Make Way For Me Seeing The Way You Love Me
It will be so gorgeous.

Acrostic Continuum.

You are my strength.
I will be strong with you.
Still you are not liable.

My HP Poem #1660
©Atul Kaushal
467 · Sep 2017
I Will Love You Forever
Àŧùl Sep 2017
I loved you yesterday,
For being my friend.
I love you today,
For being my lover.
Trust me, I will keep loving you,
I will love you forever,
For being my wife and my everything.
My HP Poem #1657
©Atul Kaushal
467 · Apr 2015
Come, Trust Me
Àŧùl Apr 2015
I'll hold the guiding light,
Not just for a day,
But for my entire life.

You'll not be scared in night,
Whatever anybody may say,
None can threaten you in light.

We'll together brave all odds,
No shades will be gray,
Time wants us together & so it prods.
My HP Poem #821
©Atul Kaushal
466 · Jun 2013
I'll Hug You Silently
Àŧùl Jun 2013
Whichever* the time it may be,
Whenever you want me to,
Without you telling me to,
Whoever you get hurt by,
Without a word passed by,
Wherever you feel the need,
Whatever the problem may be.
Just feel me inside your beautiful heart.
My HP Poem #276
©Atul Kaushal
465 · Oct 2016
I Despise It
Àŧùl Oct 2016
I despise the idea of a protector loving God,
I recognise mother nature as the sole living God,
Why else would the invisible man stay veiled?

I see the troubles rising in the world,
I observe people fighting for their religion,
What sort of Almighty wants sacrifice?

I see the weak & hungry children,
I can only feel sorry for each one of them,
What kind of Father will ignore them?
HP Poem #1207
©Atul Kaushal
464 · May 2021
Until I Am Alive
Àŧùl May 2021
Until I am alive,
In my heart you will thrive.
My HP Poem #1931
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Nov 2013
Your love is valued by me according to you,
Correct.

It's not measurable or say it's immeasurable,
Yes.

But I think its value for me is as much as of,
Oxygen.
My HP Poem #469
©Atul Kaushal
462 · May 2013
Don't Get Confused! :D
Àŧùl May 2013
With the short one
For it is written by a
Loving one for another
Loved one, yes a loved one
Who is cuter
Than
The
Word
Cute
Itself
And
Brings
Peace & Satisfaction
Love & Contentment
To my otherwise lonely life.
Baby you're the lamp in the dark of my life.
My HP Poem #257
©Atul Kaushal
462 · Jul 2013
Juxtaposed Lives
Àŧùl Jul 2013
When we welcome,
Love life willingly,
We so often watch,
When it's wrought,
Into the porcelain,
Onto our ripened,
Very fresh minds,
Only to get united,
To get juxtaposed,
To get transfixed.
To each other.
My HP Poem #355
©Atul Kaushal
462 · Feb 2020
Over Up
Àŧùl Feb 2020
The over I ball only has two *****,
I sprinkle the pitch with thickets,
I get spent up and the over is up.
My HP Poem #1828
©Atul Kaushal
461 · Feb 2014
Quintessentially Felt Love
Àŧùl Feb 2014
I do not need anything else much.
Just your love nothing else much..
It is my quintessentially felt love...

So my dear, come to me swinging.
Teach me how to live, I need you..
I know only love, not how to live...
My HP Poem #541
©Atul Kaushal
461 · Mar 2021
I Feel When
Àŧùl Mar 2021
I feel scared when
I am alone in the middle of a crowd,
Which is almost always.
I feel irked when
The music is much too loud,
While the night won't irritate me.
I feel flared when
Someone abuses the language and are proud,
Which is also an insult to themselves.
I feel terrorized when
They proclaim that there's no one but Al,
Not to mention the time of their loudspeakers.
My HP Poem #1915
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Apr 2017
Because Raam is a deity,
They observe Raam Navmi.

Nothing good about it except
That it is actually Aaraam Navmi.

And we can laze around for long.
Aaraam means rest.
Raam is a revered Hindu deity.

My HP Poem #1473
©Atul Kaushal
459 · Dec 2012
About My Friends
Àŧùl Dec 2012
When I was a kid,
We used to play hide 'n seek,
So they were my friends.

When I grew up a bit,
We used to play staring games,
So they were my friends.

They are lost now,
I meet them rarely these days,
So they were my friends.
© Atul Kaushal
459 · Jul 2017
Childhood Reminiscences
Àŧùl Jul 2017
An ice candy,
A lollipop.
An orange toffee,
A chocolate.
An apple pie,
A doughnut.
None of them made me obese.
I miss my childhood metabolism as now I have to control my diet

My HP Poem #1638
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Nov 2016
Is someone's EGO,
For satiating their ego,
They will go to any extent.
HP Poem #1282
©Atul Kaushal
458 · May 2014
Remember, Remember
Àŧùl May 2014
Do you remember that day,
Oh papa and mummy, eh?
Remember that day when
All of this Earth stood still,
Every bird in air froze still,
Not due to December's chill,
1990, 23rd day of December,
Your Angel was born that day?
I was born that day in 1990. :-D

My HP Poem #634
©Atul Kaushal
457 · Feb 2014
Era
Àŧùl Feb 2014
Era
Hold My Hand Dear,
Don't Fear The Years,
For We Face An Era...

An Era Of Rouge Turbulence,
It Will Surely Test Our Nerve,
Firing Hazardous Conditions..

Fear Them Not Baby,
Don't You Give Up Ever,
Hills Do Have Calm Slopes.
My HP Poem #553
©Atul Kaushal
456 · Feb 2019
Addict
Àŧùl Feb 2019
To my mother's culinary blessings,
I'm an addict.

To my father's careful protection,
I'm an addict.

To my good habit of staying happy,
I'm an addict.
My HP Poem #1730
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jul 2013
And I really need to meet you in the physical realm after the spending of these many wonderful moments in your love roaming all over the city only with your thoughts on my mind day & night, dark & bright.

Because at least as many poems have been typed as many have been thought just for you and because of you in love & care, on land & air.

You might never know how exactly I feel for you.
My HP Poem #372
©Atul Kaushal
456 · Jul 2013
You Will Never Know
Àŧùl Jul 2013
How much I love you
and how much you
mean to me.
Nor shall I ever know exactly how much you love me, perhaps because there're no units to measure the quanta of love but we'll just go on loving each other.

'Never Know' series poem #1/3
^_^ ^_^ ^_^
My HP Poem #365
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Sep 2019

Train yourself in the barracks,
Hurry up and become the monster,
Every monstrosity needs a reply.

So they told us in the school,
Only the mission was to bring peace,
Lying to us they were every time,
Daring us to learn armament,
It's so coughing wretched,
Especially weeding out the innocence,
Rising to become what they want us,
Succumbing to the pains we are not.

First, you lock and load,
Edge closer out in the open,
Even the scores with radical Islam,
Low you lie like the predator waiting for its prey.

Targeting the innocent people at times,
Razing their homes to the ground,
Alas, it's a necessary sin we commit,
People we **** are not just terrorists,
Perplexed by the horrors of war,
Even though we get nightmares about it,
Damsels in distress we are not.
Make love, not war.
My HP Poem #1771
©Atul Kaushal
456 · May 2017
Found To Be Missing
Àŧùl May 2017
Atul was murdered.
In broad daylight he was slain.
Finally death had got him.
His windpipe was slit open.
But a bigger surprise awaited.
The doctors performed autopsy.
His heart was found to be missing.

His diary read:
*My chest is empty,
No heart shall ever beat,
What l feared the most,
It only did repeat,
The lover I trusted,
She walked away with my heart.
My HP Poem #1555
©Atul Kaushal
454 · Feb 2019
All The Best Deepu!
Àŧùl Feb 2019
May your coming wedding be smooth,
There's nothing left for you to prove,
You're a gem for your parents,
A cousin brother for me,
Younger you're an inspiration,
I shall never forget how you played,
The smoky lorry seems like yesterday.
My HP Poem #1733
©Atul Kaushal
453 · Jan 2017
Cataract
Àŧùl Jan 2017
If you happen to have it in youth,
You will lose true lovers forever.
If you happen to be so uncouth,
You lose more than just a lover.
If you happen to fail catching the sleuth,
You should look inside yourself rather.
If you often forget lovers like a cloth,
You would rather start a museum.
My HP Poem #1395
©Atul Kaushal
453 · Dec 2012
A Strange Friend
Àŧùl Dec 2012
Born an only child,
Grew up with toys,
Talking to myself,
I'm my strange friend.

Was never so wild,
Blew off with noise,
Keeping to myself,
I'm my strange friend.

Neither was so mild,
Chewed 'em with teeth,
Speaking to toys,
I'm my strange friend.
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