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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.
453 · Mar 2019
Do Not Disturb
Àŧùl Mar 2019
In the warm calm of this dark night,
I prepare for my next fight,
It's not an option, I won't take the flight.

In this soliloquy, I am not so lonely,
I'm with myself right now,
It's not just a trial, I meditate and how.

In this ordeal, I am out of my body,
I need to focus consciously,
It's a fight – it's a war – with great spoils.
My HP Poem #1739
©Atul Kaushal
452 · Aug 2019
Miles Away Yet So Close
Àŧùl Aug 2019
1.
The easterly breeze softly whispers
Only your sweet name in my ears...

2.
I whisper back your name in the air
Hoping my message to reach you...

3.
One day by your side you will find me
Yes, we're so much happier together...

4.
Oh dear, you are of course my heart
And definitely the heartbeat within...

5.
Come, hold my right hand in your left
Rest your right hand on my shoulder...

6.
I shall hold your left hand in my right
And I shall grip your waist by my left...

7.
Let's meet at a place beyond any light
There you can find your name glowing red on my chest...
My HP Poem #1763
©Atul Kaushal
452 · Nov 2019
Their Big Daddy
Àŧùl Nov 2019
Islamic State's Big Daddy
Is dead.
He blew himself up like a coward,
When a K9 agent crept up to him.

Not really like a real daddy
He died.
The coward also blasted his own kids,
Worse than Osama, time killed him.
My HP Poem #1791
©Atul Kaushal
452 · Dec 2017
Tinted Love
Àŧùl Dec 2017
_       _
\/\/\/\/\/      \/\/\/\/\/
This festival      of our love
It'll never ever end my dear
Never will I make you feel
Tumultuous, sad or blue
End this'll ne'er o lover
Dissident I'll never be

So beautiful is your ❤
My HP Poem #1689
©Atul Kaushal
451 · May 2017
There's A Lot
Àŧùl May 2017
There's a lot,
Passing between,
You and me,
Suddenly.
There's a lot,
Passing between,
You and me,
Suddenly.

Though we are separate now,
On different lands...
But we have walked along,
Holding hands...

There's a lot,
Passing between,
You and me,
Suddenly...

Though we are distant now,
So far away...
But we have moved along,
Hips in sway...

There's a lot,
Passing between,
You and me,
Suddenly...
It's an original song of mine.

My HP Poem #1552
©Atul Kaushal
450 · Feb 2015
You Have It In You
Àŧùl Feb 2015
And I am confident that you can do it.

I won't ask you to do things my way,
You are a fine person, old friend,
Upset you are with me, I realize,
But so am I disappointed with myself.

I gave so much advise that you took as restrictions,
Take your independent time just like two years ago.

The online society doesn't care if you get to a good college or not,
But I am genuinely concerned my friend.

Just concentrate on yourself,
Facebook will impede your career growth.

Not that it always does,
But it does if you allow it to do so.

Disengage from Facebook,
You should forget about the world for three months.

These three months of seeming bitterness now will pay,
They will reap for you a golden harvest.

Don't compromise with your duties,
Because I know that you can do it.
My HP Poem #776
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jun 2020
For you, I am an artist,
My art is music,
My art is love.

For you, I am a soldier,
My duty is guarding,
My duty is protecting.

You lost someone special,
I'm an addition new,
Do not worry, dear,
I'm here to stay here.
My HP Poem #1852
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jun 2017
There's not much to like about me,
But I love the pain in my poetic saga.
Told in first person it ain't a bit filmy,
Of love & loss it's an immortal story.
My love is lavishly poured in it,
Emptied it never is after reading.
And the reader is totally lost in it.
A fan poem about a poem of mine.
Read the saga here: https://hellopoetry.com/collection/13567/the-angel-series/
My HP Poem #1575
©Atul Kaushal
449 · Mar 2019
The Veterinary Paradox
Àŧùl Mar 2019
If it is a BullDog;
Will the female be:
A HeiferBitch?
My HP Poem #1736
©Atul Kaushal
448 · Aug 2017
Nomad & Nosane
Àŧùl Aug 2017
I* know of a Nomad people there.

They would even marry kids,
About 8 year olds I refer to here,
Lay them in the desert sand,
Kill them they would every night.

Alas, a new creed was started,
Bet they do for camel derbies,
Often they Halal their necks,
Up they drink camel blood,
Totally exploiting their women.

Them we fear the most,
How shameless they are,
End their hatred will never.

My indication is towards them,
Unintelligible who have become,
Slim are their famished girls,
Listening is the entrapped Shiva,
I know that He'll be finally free,
Many still repeat the enchantments,
So dumb they circumambulate anti-clockwise.

An effigy of Ravaņa is afire annually,
None of his descendants is brave,
Demean they the Hindus therefore.

Them the world fears on this day,
Harmony is harmed by them,
Escaping them is not possible,
I mean that they are everywhere,
Regal they think that they all are.

Originating in Hinduism,
Road to heaven they have lost,
I too got visions from heaven,
Go to the mausoleum & break it,
Ignore what the world says,
No followers of Maha Maada,
S**he was a demon princess originally.
My HP Poem #1648
©Atul Kaushal
448 · Dec 2015
Paranoia
Àŧùl Dec 2015
She thought that she knew it all.

She was false.

She didn't know that my love's true.

She thought love is being together.
More actively & frequently together.
Poems didn't count for her anymore.
She just wanted all of my time.
Now I hear that she ditched me.
For a new guy.

But it's okay 'cause she's another lesson.
And I'll move on alone.
This is not the first time that she ditched me.
But surely it is the first time I do not intend to woo her back.

My HP Poem #942
©Atul Kaushal
447 · Jan 2013
I Witness My Gods Daily
Àŧùl Jan 2013
Mother,
Father,
Time.

She gifted me this world,
He was the indispensable catalyst,
It ticks on by as I often write these lines.

She let me pull her hair,
He let me ride on him,
It let me be in itself.

She grieved for me,
He was apprehensive,
It gave me the 7 seconds.

She supports me morally,
He shows me that I can do it,
It has been since the easier game.
My calling them '7 Seconds' is just a symbolic way for the nick of time I met that life-threatening accident
© Atul Kaushal
447 · Nov 2013
An Alternative World
Àŧùl Nov 2013
In very peaceful world,
I refer the poetic world,
Romancing with words.

Away from all tensions,
A poem for all tensions,
No rhymy compulsions.

I still manage rhyming,
The words now coming,
Handy in romancing...
My HP Poem #493
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Aug 2019
They exploited our traditions,
Divided us on caste lines,
We never wanted those renditions,
They did the dreadful partitions.

The second one was on the map,
Immediate bloodshed had hap,
People woke up from a nap,
They woke up to a gap.

The repercussions’re not eternal,
Time healed the physical wounds,
They somehow got over with it,
Yeah, we moved on over it.

We can’t forget how Sindh was ours,
How the entire Kashmir was ours,
But that was before they came,
Pouring down the mountains like an evil scourge.
My HP Poem #1764
©Atul Kaushal
447 · Jun 2014
Skoda
Àŧùl Jun 2014
Skoda Rapid Leisure is the car I travel in.

It's a decent sedan and I will recommend it to everyone.
Not a normal poem but another general happy post.
446 · Jun 2013
I Want To Do This To Her...
Àŧùl Jun 2013
I Love Her And Will So Till I Die.

I Want Her Like A Child Wants His Toy Train To Go On And Never Stop.

I Want Her To Stay In My Life And Never Ever Permanently Leave It.

I Want To Taste Her Melons Like A Thirsty And Hungry Monkey.

I Want To Give Her All Pleasures Known To Humanity.

I Want To Give Her Tears Only From Sweet Pain & Happiness.

I Love Her & Will Continue It Lifelong & Even Afterwards.
Quite Justified, Eh?
My HP Poem #275
©Atul Kaushal
446 · Dec 2017
Dope
Àŧùl Dec 2017
You're my dopamine,
Yes, you are.

You're my excitement,
You're my only turn on.

You're my motivation,
You're my one & only love.

You're my encouragement,
Yes, you are my dream girl.
It took me 1 week to post this one.

My HP Poem #1682
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl May 2013
D

O

W

N

LET'S GO RIOT!

We need no taming,
We ourselves are the masters,
We are the masters!

Masters need no recognition!

*
Just fear the real power!!!
Peace. Meant only as a poem. Peace.
My HP Poem #232
©Atul Kaushal
444 · Nov 2016
Vaccuum
Àŧùl Nov 2016
I** know that for sure.

Shall those moments not repeat,
Tilling the land of youth for maturity,
Irrigating the seeds with my love,
Lowered my voice in tensed times,
Lost in your dreams my mornings be.

Lost in these dreams,
Of your plain youth,
Violent violet hues pull,
Encumbering memories.

Yeoman of youth I had been,
Ousting the blues away from
Underneath the carpet of lies.

Bringing up the zombies of stale issues,
Until all of my sanity just vanished,
Trounced & trampled upon my heart.

In this digital ink my heart bled.

Wuthering away my own youth,
In return of momentary pleasures,
Loving yourself via me you were,
Luck has never been kind to me.


Awake I am in your memories,
Loving all the dreams I get,
Wherein I only see you,
Away from the world,
You actually live in,
So prone to negativity.

Righting your wrong I was,
Enchanted by your youth,
Mine was nothing ever,
All was just yours,
In the night too,
Not just in the day.

Lightheaded I always am,
Onto the ground I might fall,
Not poised to die in the deluge,
Ever I will be made to suffer,
Losing next battle of life,
Years are limited for me.
Don't worry, you will get married too.
Like every other girl that I used to love.
Be thankful for my bad luck.
I am sick of this burning headache.
Of this tinnitus & vertigo as well.
Pray that I get some kind of cancer.
I will be at peace with myself after death.

HP Poem #1254
©Atul Kaushal
443 · Feb 2014
Peaceful Partners
Àŧùl Feb 2014
Neither you nor I like the ruckus of this world.
We love our peace and we love it when quiet..
One day will come when our hearts will sing...

La di da-da-da...
La di da-da-da..
La di da-da-da.
My HP Poem #542
©Atul Kaushal
443 · Oct 2019
Lamb & Swine
Àŧùl Oct 2019
A people refer to Him as the Lamb of God,
Yet they don't falter while killing lambs.

How much do they respect their God?
They celebrate by eating lambs in dinner.

Such double standards?

Another people think that swine is forbidden,
They also say all animals were created by hallA.

Yet they love to **** cattle,
And eating them as well.

Such double standards?
My HP Poem #1786
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jun 2013
For themselves exclusively,
That is why they wrote against it,
Made it to be looked upon in red light,
Who have ever been able to restrain folks,
The common people have had their pleasures,
That's how you-me-she-he were ever born,
Let us look upon it in light moonlight,
What wrong it is to be demonized,
For I guess it needs maturity.
Teenage is not the age, it's not the age at all.
One needs to age up more & get more sensible if they want some more.
My personal views are out in the public that one needs not lose their it (not being diplomatic not to use the word here but I feel that let them understand it by themselves if it matters to them at all) so soon or even may be get or make pregnant in their teenage.
Both guys & gals need to be behaving in a more responsible way.

My HP Poem #288
©Atul Kaushal
442 · Apr 2017
Left, Right & Center!
Àŧùl Apr 2017
I looked at you,
You looked at me,
We both fell in love.
I still look at you,
You look at him,
I go unstable.
Left, right & center!
My HP Poem #1489
©Atul Kaushal
442 · Feb 2017
I Will Survive
Àŧùl Feb 2017
I would rather die than live alone.

Will I be able to live after my parents?
I have to be stronger than myself.
Looking into the night alone,
Loving her memories.

Streets that she has deserted,
Under a lonelier sky I am now,
Roses of her voice I will always prize,
Vices of the society are many,
I have not been affected by any,
Victory is mine in the happiness war,
Entertaining not the hate mongers.
My HP Poem #1431
©Atul Kaushal
441 · Mar 2014
We Live Our Lives - Our Way
Àŧùl Mar 2014
O mummy & daddy,
You had your chance,
And you had had it.

Now please do not hold me back,
Let me live my life my way,
And I am so very certain about it.

If you're doubtful at all,
You should never be,
Your failures taught me.
My HP Poem #598
©Atul Kaushal
441 · Jan 2016
Tell Me
Àŧùl Jan 2016
Tell me why do they fight,
Why did you endow violence.

Tell me why do they suffer,
Why did you gift them pain.

Tell me why do they hate,
Why did you give them feelings.

Tell me why,
Tell me why,
Oh tell me why...


Tell me how to achieve peace,
Why should we not love everyone.

Tell me how to alleviate pain,
Why should we not heal everybody.

Tell me how to initiate love,
Why should we not respect all.

Tell me how,
Tell me how,
Oh tell me how...
My HP Poem #988
©Atul Kaushal
441 · Mar 2013
Poetry Is My Ctrl+Alt+Del
Àŧùl Mar 2013
When My Life Is Full Of ***** Mess

Often Replete With The Pangs

Poetry Is My Ctrl+Alt+Del

It Acts As My Escape

From The Various

Pangs Of The

Lonely Life

Which I

Live
Thanks Hello Poetry
Thanks Eliot York
© Atul Kaushal
440 · Oct 2013
The Last Poem
Àŧùl Oct 2013
If I must die someday,
And all activities must cease,
I will still be saying that one last poem,
That'll be the last one by me,
You will get it for you.
One more poem the last one,
I shall never compose anymore poetry,
It's not that others can't love,
But none could better.
So as long as I am with you,
I am for you to love so just rest assured.
The first person in this particular poem is me.
The second person is my beloved friend.
Just tell me what do you think about it.

My HP Poem #460
©Atul Kaushal
440 · Dec 2019
Am I Selfish?
Àŧùl Dec 2019
I want my parents to stay here forever,
Coz if not for them both I am so lonely,
Lonelier I would be when they leave.
My HP Poem #1820
©Atul Kaushal
438 · Sep 2016
Compact World
Àŧùl Sep 2016
I used to miss you bad,
But now I don't miss you,
Now only a question remains,
"Why did you become unfaithful?"
Maybe your world is so huge in size,
My world was you & it'll always be so,
All that is left is my own compact world.
HP Poem #1163
©Atul Kaushal
437 · Apr 2017
The Wasted Petabytes
Àŧùl Apr 2017
The human mind is really very powerful,
It can store petabytes of information,
Mine is so much like that as well.
But mine is a tad bit different,
Most memories relate to her,
Of course, mine are them,
**The wasted *petabytes!
A Petabyte is a Million Gigabytes.

My HP Poem #1480
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl May 2017
7th of May 2010 will be 7 years old,
And so will I be again a 7 years kid!
Neither emotionally nor physically,
But I will be 7 years old spiritually.
I had to learn life again 7 years ago,
Just got spared my life 7 years back!
Though few doctors were pessimistic,
My father was still very optimistic.
He consolidated my mother's hope,
And he negated the pessimist's nope!

He was confident about his only son,
His genes joined my mother's for one!
And I am committed to a long life,
He selected wisely for himself a wife.
His thought about a better gene pool,
A long life offspring I won't ridicule!
But a long life I just do never desire,
If a lonely life I must always persist.
I will survive the days and the nights,
Alone if I must bide my time in tights.
My HP Poem #1527
©Atul Kaushal
436 · Oct 2019
Plundered By Romance
Àŧùl Oct 2019
I'm a treasure plundered by romance,
I'm a long forgotten dance,
I'm a lost chance.

A young hunter found me,
She is my real destiny,
Now I am happy.
My HP Poem #1785
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Oct 2013
Walking here amidst trees & plants under the Sun,
I'm still waiting for you to be the better part of me.

Having came from the skies for me unexpectedly,
With a gust of fresh air you showered sweetness.

Your breath is so pleasant to be felt in my dreams,
And you seem so real that I am so relieved by you.
Taking time our relation will have become sweeter,
Brewed with the coffee of love and sweetened with sugar of poetry,
Our ***** friendship completes our cup of Frappé.

My HP Poem #448
©Atul Kaushal
434 · Nov 2016
I Love You
Àŧùl Nov 2016
It is only you whom I love,
The one who is on my mind,
When I am turned on in heat.
My lust for you is so pure,
I know that you lust for mine,
When you are turned on in heat.
Why then this distance, dear?
HP Poem #1286
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jan 2015
But do they in reality?

No they don't all love poetry,
Neither do they understand it,
Nor do they all genuinely 'heart' it,
They just click the heart because they can.

The same is true about people saying that they like poems,
Most people think it's a waste of time in totality,
But how insulting it is for is poets,
They will just click heart just for the reason they can.
Not a proper poem, but a poem howsoever.

My HP Poem #751
©Atul Kaushal
431 · Feb 2014
Underarms
Àŧùl Feb 2014
You get upset with me,
You do not talk to me,
You then keep mum.
I do not panic then,
I stay calm instead,
I smile wickedly &...
And I rush my fingers,
To your underarms!
My HP Poem #537
©Atul Kaushal
429 · Dec 2019
Angel? (Birthday Repost)
Àŧùl Dec 2019
In That Moonlit Night Standing In The Abaft,
Watching The Towed Flaccid Wooden Raft,
I Thought That I Saw An Angel Resting,
Lying Exhausted There In That Craft.

I Call The Girl Out Unbeknownst Of Her Kind Name,
"Hey Young Lady!!" To Which She Didn't Much Respond,
She Looks Up Towards Me Once In Anguish & Collapsed,
I Spot Desperation In Amber Eyes & Resolve To Help Her.

The Crewmen Had Now Been Doing The Paddles After Resting,
I Summon My Captain & Ask, "Do You See That Girl In The Raft?"
The Captain Now Smiles To Say, "Commodore, Better Get Married,"
I Look So Clueless To Which He Simply Replied, "There Is No Girl."

True He Was As She Had Simply Disappeared,
I Started Thinking Of My Sleep Needs That Day,
I Looked Around Again In A Hope To Find The Girl,
I Had Compromised My Routine As The Commodore.

Then I Immediately Realized It Was My Wild Phantasm,
Now This Was Just A Plain Illusion Of A Tired Sailor's Mind,
No Mermaids Could Have Ever Existed In Reality & Were Fake,
I Turned Towards The Deck To Go Back To My Bunk For Sleeping.

As I Climbed Down The Stairs To Enter My Room Amazed & Dazed,
I Saw Her Standing And Waiting For Me By The Side Of My Bunk,
I Accepted That Delusion Of My Mind & Started To Lie Down,
She Said, "I'm As Real As Your Thoughts, Don't Fear Me."

She & I-Me & Her, Had The Best Time That Night,
In The Morning She Was Gone & Was Just Gone,
Disappeared Into Thin Air While I Was Asleep,
Each Day I So Dearly Long For Her To Return.
7 Stanzas of a Beautiful Open-Eyed Dream

Read the entire Angel Saga by me, Atul Kaushal.
https://hellopoetry.com/collection/13567/the-angel-series/

My HP Poem #19
©Atul Kaushal

I thank you all so much for the overwhelming response that this poem has received.

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429 · Feb 2014
Impossible
Àŧùl Feb 2014
The word itself says,
I M possible,
I have demonstrated that.

Do not worry my darling,
Studies are easy,
You know it is true.

When you feel defeated,
Overpowered,
Rise again my friend!!!
Sincere dedication is required in studies just as in love.

My HP Poem #549
©Atul Kaushal
429 · May 2017
Biheart - By Heart
Àŧùl May 2017
If two beat in my chest,
I will give even that one to her,
For her passion of breaking my heart.
My HP Poem #1560
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jun 2013
Call me back when you feel that you need me again.
When you feel that you can adjust with me.
When you feel that you can come out of that world of fantasy.
When you feel that you can come with me.
When you feel that you can tread on the road which is true.
When you feel that you can let others be themselves and that you can only think about us, only think about yourself, success & me.
My HP Poem #331
©Atul Kaushal
427 · Sep 2018
Hi Jack! (Part 3)
Àŧùl Sep 2018
Where's Oggy?
Where's Olivia "Oli"?
And where's Bob the Dog??
Where are Dee Dee, Joey and Marky?
Do you have any Sparrow?
Or do you have any Jill?
Do you think I am sarcastic?
My HP Poem #1720
©Atul Kaushal
426 · Oct 2013
Masks, My Master
Àŧùl Oct 2013
"Go find out what they were wearing,
I've slain them down and now you can do the last rites,
And do let me know what they were wearing all this while."

"These are nothing,
But just masks,
Masks, My Master."
*

"Set them afire,
The masks too!"
My HP Poem #442
©Atul Kaushal
426 · Jan 2013
Nobody (Real World)
Àŧùl Jan 2013
I Love It Here Online,
On HelloPoetry;
I Love It Here Online -
Which Is The Virtual World Here.

I See No Other Faces,
In An Entire Day;
I See No Other Faces -
Except My Parents & Our Maid..

Now That My Bachelor's Done ,
My College Is Over;
Now That My Bachelor's Done -
I'm Holed Up Alone Here...
© Atul Kaushal
426 · Apr 2013
How I Write Poetry
Àŧùl Apr 2013
It's
For
You
To
Decide,
But
I
Write
Well
Enough.

Seldom
Do
I
Fee­l
Naughty,
Often
I
Feel
Very
Happy..

This
Habit's
A
Positive
Add­iction,
Writing
Poetry
Typing
Few
Everyday...
My HP Poem #149
© Atul Kaushal
425 · Nov 2024
Brownie
Àŧùl Nov 2024
I love brownie,
Just like I love you,
And everything sweet.
My HP Poem #2024
©Atul Kaushal
425 · Aug 2024
Waiting To Be Loved
Àŧùl Aug 2024
I am waiting for her.

Arid responses will not encourage me,
Married to some stranger I shall not be.

But before you marry me,
Obviously, you should love me,
Right now I'm bereft of true love,
Erase my grief, don't be tacit,
Don't be brief, it's not implicit.

Away from me,
Lonely she's not,
Only sincere to life,
Not distracted by me,
Easy it's not to entice her.

Air in the room suffocates me,
So does my anonymity.

Hailing from the metro,
Early it is for her, a tad bit,
Love can certainly wait,
Love can surely grow.

But for her, I'll get an Enticer,
Up to her, I'll make it,
That's a promise to myself.

Her lips I'll long for,
Oh, not for a kiss,
Personally for some words,
Especially of admiration.

Thoughtful she's not,
Okay I'm not.

Beautiful dreams take time,
Especially as I'm weaving them alone.

Life, it gave me lemons,
Of all, I can't just make a lemonade,
Validation and I need some love too,
Efforts I put need validation,
Don't keep me deprived of love and attention.
2° Acrostic

My HP Poem #1977
©Atul Kaushal
423 · Mar 2014
Precious Immaterial Thing
Àŧùl Mar 2014
Money & Fame,
These are materialistic things,
Two vices of this society.

No one is happy,
Entirely with just these things,
They always want more..

But the these are,
Nothing at all compared to love,
They do realize this fact...
My HP Poem #567
©Atul Kaushal
422 · Nov 2015
Would Your God
Àŧùl Nov 2015
Differentiate among The children,
Merely on basis of gender?

They say He created us all,
But we created our ridiculous myths.

And we don't let women enter places of worship.
My HP Poem #922
©Atul Kaushal
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