Oh Doughnuts!
Oh oh Donuts!!
Oho delicacy!!!

This is how I long for you,
To drop into my mouth,
To slide down further.

Long enough now it is,
Your sweetness lingers,
On my mind ever since.

The pretty Peacocks welcome me,
They have their colorful feathers spread for display,
They shake their bodies & attract me.

I then move towards the next enclosure,
I see an Asiatic Lion sitting gracefully like the King,
I realize that he in deed was the King.

I then see one of them sitting like a human being,
I was greeted by the awesome orangutans next,
I wish to get myself a pet orangutan someday.

Roaming half-way through the Zoo I get tired,
I decide to see the rest of the dream tomorrow.

The ones they crave for,
They the lamps of your eyes,
Writing I am such words.

It could not be treated,
Pain - sweet pain in my heart,
It could not be ceased,
Magic - wonderful magic in your eyes,
Today I bring such a gift for you,
Yes, I write such words.

Keep them in your heart,
From eyes they may not slip,
My poems are so delicate,
Lest they not get ignored by you,
I will keep writing these poems,
Yes, I write such words.

Until they not touch your soul,
My poems will just wander,
They will just remain flowers,
Longing for butterflies you give to me,
Will keep singing them for you,
Yes, I write such words.

The ones they crave for,
They the lamps of your eyes,
Writing I am such words.

Yes, I am the unlucky young man,
One true lover fabled about widely,
I'm the one who loves you forever,
Surely I'm not achieving anything,
Loving you is just like idol worshiping,
I pray you come to life sometimes,
Especially in the moments of heat,
In the days of loneliness and passion.

But just like idol worshiping it's vain,
As you don't come any lonely times,
Now I know why idol worshiping is bad,
Loving you is much like self-harming,
Surely I must change my mental makeup,
For I'm the one who suffers in this,
One stupid lover pointlessly loving you,
Yes, I know that I should change.

But the question is whether you are another failure of mine.

I used to be a great sailor,
But then I was sea sick,
So I just got retired,
Scared I am of all the ships,
Especially of relationships,
I don't want to **** myself sweetly,
So scared.

Idol worshipping is alien to my mindset,
I have still found her - my feminine idol,
Someone who I love and respect as well.
She is the mother of God who I'd honour,
Not just 'til I live but even after my death,
Girl of my dream she's the girl of my life.
Someone who I let eradicate my tension,
I am lucky to have her enticed to my life,
Idol of my dreams is materialized in her.
I wait till she fills the void in my real life.

I want to just confess,
Not creating a mess,
I love to see her work,
Not some sweaty one,
But right when she studies.

The angel studies dedicatedly,
And I am proud to help her,
Not that she can't do without me,
The tulip is intelligent enough,
But I want to be the dew drops on her.

Ladies & Gentlemen, behold!
Listen to the story I have to share.
A fantasy from future.

Someday in Future
Setting: The underground metro train

Characters: She & me


Me: Now our stop is at the end, darling.

She: I'd just relax until we reach then, dear.

Me: How're you going to do that, standing?

She: I've my personal pillar to hold on to for relaxing, you know - I don't fear...

Me: ...and that is me?

She: Yes & no!

I look clueless and she lets out a laughter barely audible to others in the metro train.

She: You yourself are not the pillar but you've the pillar!

I blush big time and turn tomato-red, her delicately-soft hands come pull my cheeks and by now I am able to duly respond as the man.

Me: Oh I see! So madam is in a good mood to flirt. Good-good, even I was starting to get bored hearing only to the harsh sound of the metro train on the track, let us recollect the previous night.

She: Sure, you bear the onus of starting the account and I'll recount the ending as we reach home.

Me: Alright then, here we go.

Low voices
Me: Darling I started it all,
I came from the showers,
I carried a seductive grin,
As I moved forwards,
You started to fall,
Not caring where you fell towards.
And you fell in my arms,
I held you softly as my baby,
As you're precious to me like one.
I then lifted you in my arms,
You had a soft glowing smile on your lips.
Then I laid you on the bed,
You appeared like Aphrodite.
The white gown was off in a jiffy,
You looked at my towel's knot,
And you undid it the next.

She: As the pillar was unveiled,
I hoisted myself on it,
And we came together.

Me: Now the station seems closer, let us conclude our recounting Friday night. *(Looking at my watch)

She: Yes, we have a night every other night. (Winks)

Me: I love you, honey! (I smile)

She: Not more than me! (Her smile is more brilliant)

By now the train approaches our stop and we are smiling as we dismount the train.

On our minds for a sleepless Saturday night we are hatching a beautiful plan.

So sensuous is this piece of clothing,
Barely covering her bare essentials.
If she lets it fall to the ground,
Visible are her melons so round.
And what to say of her crevices,
Up & down both are so smooth,
Juice-filled they are the milk booth.

If you have just give a hint sweet,
Steps you should take in the morning
Now I do not aspire to incarceration,
Come into my wings apart
Under the shadow of thy arms I would thaw.

Who would you say smile
I would like to walk with you
If the fault is in me somewhere
I would like to change

Bleached - Bleached Like Life,
Might give you a sugar solution
Break all restrictions,
Come take hold,
Take Anywhere

Loneliness is the only one made me laugh,
Loneliness is the same cry.
Simply thought of seeing you,
Did you shook me from myself
Was slurred, but I was so long,
There just would not handle Maine
You would laugh that says,
Would walk with you,
If the fault is in me somewhere
If the fault is in me somewhere
I would like to change

You are a happy tear,
An awesome feeling
What say you, for my sake,
You do not breath the air
Dear I agree, if you are with me
Have written to you who mourn;
All the pain is gone
Are you in the shadows
Now I would like to dusk every day with you.

I'd laugh if you say so, I'd want to walk with you.

If the fault is in me somewhere
I would like to change.

I only love her,
She loves me too.
We do meet in future,
The date is unpredictable.
But in the meantime,
I age everyday.
She does too,
But slowly.
She stays sweet,
Turns much sweeter.
Much more than sugar,
She's my **** sugar babe!

The truth is that which you can't see,
Sensitivity is that which you can't learn,
True love is that which you can't feel,
Trust is that which you couldn't earn.

Enter Zeus disguised as Amphitryon

O Alcmene!
O Most Beautiful!
So Comes The Victorious,
Your Eyes Like Aphrodite's,
Tell Me A Story Of Longing And,
These Relieve Me Of My Tiresome State,
As I Avenged Your Brothers From The Enemies.


Enter Alcmene

O Amphitryon!
O Most Strengthy!
Here Comes The Victorious,
You Fulfiled My Hearty Wish,
I Longed For Your Masculine Body And,
These Strong Arms I Longed For In My Lonesome State,
As Today You Avenged My Brothers From The Treacherous Enemies.


Enter Zeus disguised as Amphitryon and Alcmene as herself

O My Love!
O My Winner!
Today I Enter Your Citadel,
My Battering Ram Head Craves.
Aaahh... My Winner It Feels So Great,
To Have My Citadel Breached By Your Ram Head.
As Zeus Reaches ****** After 3 Days, *Hercules Is Born.

A fake lover,
She was not.

A fake girl,
She is not.

She is just incapable of mature love.

Unluckily, I am an offspring of two different genotypes,
For it, I so often face the reverse apartheid by a faction,
That faction particular is omnipresent in this nation.

Unseemingly, extremely patriotic I do feel except during cricket,
They look, at my face and deduce that I am not one of them,
That I speak their tongue more eloquently doesn't count..

Up North, they think that my nose is a bit like a Dravidian,
But down South, they often think that I am an Aryan,
That boycotts me in this land of the Indian nation...

I hoped that she will improve now,
Instead she's on a downward curve.

She got out of one LDR back at that time,
Only to fall into a longer one with him.

Haryana is closer to Punjab if compared,
Mauritius is so distant for another LDR.

If I could have married myself,
I would definitely do that.
I am ****,
I am so ****,
I am very ****,
I am so very ****,
I am definitely ****.

I love my soft heart,
I love my wisdom,
I love my looks,
I love myself,
I love Atul.
I would create a clone of mine,
I will be so happy marrying myself.

I refuse to give someone the rights,
If they are not capable of keeping them,
And if they would give another heartbreak,
Several times I failed myself in relationships,
Grabbing a new one if the earlier drowned,
But it too starts to be sinking very soon,
I refuse to trust someone else again.

I was that kid who used to get confused in an ice cream shop,
And repented for not choosing other flavours & colours after choosing a favorite flavour.

I was that kid who used to get confused choosing his birthday cake,
And repented for not choosing other attractive flavours & shapes after choosing one flavour.

I am that guy who got confused choosing his career,
And repents for not having chosen some other appealing & prospective streams.

But...

I am that man who knows only how to repent,
After making choices very wrong in my not-so-personal life anymore.

I gifted her a personal visit on her birthday three months back,
She gifted me a breakup for my birthday.

Me.
I am much privileged in my own life.
I am the only born child of my parents.
I am loved by my parents and by my lover.
I am adored by my lover who feels truly for me.

Parents.
Their dear love is one among some of my privileges.
They could provide me with a lavish brought-up.
They now tolerate my being in love with her.
They know deep inside that she's the one.

Her.
She is the best gift in this moorland life of mine.
She got my mind's inner eye transfixed at herself.
She is a cute person who loves me as if she is loony.
She makes my life so beautiful and so is her beauty.
She definitely is a privilege to me but doesn't get it.
She surely puts up a surly face to my being busy.
She playfully ignores this fact and pulls my leg.

Together.
All of the entities are equally indispensable in my life.
All in the ascending order of priority I have told about.
All but yes, she often teases me with her cutest tantrums.
All of it I will never mind any of these mood swings of her.

Because.
My parents also bore mine when I was a kid.
My demands were all met just about anyhow.
My responsibility will grow after we get married.
My children-our children will also have their needs.

Ooh!
My Cutest Friend
I See You Looking
At Me With These
Cutest Sleepy Eyes
In All My Dreams
You Think Of Me
Dream About Us
On The First Date.

He loves her,
She loves him too,
One day will come,
When they marry,
Have two kids,
Bring them up,
See their children getting married to their respective partners,
Hear and see their grandchildren's sweet cackles,
And then He & She both die together,
Peacefully.

I fought against myself to love her,
To love her, I had fought my family,
Maybe she did too, but not as seriously.
I had overridden myself to love her,
To love her, I had ignored the world,
Maybe she did too, but not as seriously.
Perhaps, she too was just another illusion after all.

But NO!

I truly loved her,
Only I loved her truly,
The way I loved is not just an illusion.
She did love me,
But not at all as truly,
The way she loved was a fake illusion.
Perhaps, *her love too was just another illusion after all.

Enter Lizzy in the foothill forests & Loki up in the mountains

Both say their hymns separately initially.

Loki at the mountains
Loki: I am so happy of my freedom

Lizzy in the forest at the foothills
Lizzy: I can't imagine of a better situation

Loki moving down the mountain
Loki: But I want a true lover to mould me better

Lizzy moving towards the mountain
Lizzy: I now want a true lover to honor my feelings

They meet each other and conversation follows
Loki: How could I come across such a beauty!
Lizzy: Even I think likewise, you are so handsome!
Loki: Come, let's make love right now & right here.
Lizzy: How could you ****** me so easily, is it a magic.

Loki: My name is Loki, I'm the God here and you should fall into my arms listening this.

Loki transforms into his celestial form.

Lizzy faints seeing Loki's transformation as she realizes that it was the dreaded-scheming Norse God.

Loki catches her as she faints and takes her to his cave on the mountain.

He is just like a Fatherer for Tennis!

Roger at 35 works out with dedication,
He also is a great human being in life,
Roger is just awesomely as a human.
He has a large & kind golden heart,
Roger Federer is an angel of Earth.

There blew winds of change,
Immoral they made me forget,
Forget the pure form of love.

Entwined around this heart,
The dreadful poisonous creeper,
How they **** all life inside.

Perhaps you misunderstood,
Blaming someone else I am not,
Because I was the gardener.

That surprise kiss was so surreal,
That I fail to believe it was real.

The time we kissed was so unreal,
The reminiscences of it is each day.

I had heard of a sleeping beauty,
Not of sleeping beast who got kissed.

I know someone inside has changed,
Now I shyly look into the mirror.

I am the lucky beast that was kissed,
You the kind Angel who did the favour.

A sharp ****** smiling depression,
Called a dimple is much desirable.
I have only hints of it.

I wish that I had some pronounced,
So prominent and obvious dimples,
I have a desire for it.

A deep mental negative depression,
Called a gloomy grief is not desired.
I have so much of it.

Okay guys, this is going to be a romantic poem as I was in a fresh mood after I woke up. I dreamed about my ideal girl and in this poem I'm going to describe her.

The Kohl In Her Eyes
The Bangles In Her Wrists
The Anklets In Her Legs
Are All Golden

The Sweetness Of Her Choice
The Mellowness Of Her Voice
The Callowness Of Her Rejoice
Are All Elven

The Divinity In Her Face
The Uniformity In Her Grace
The Words In Her Praise
Are All Woven

How I fell down the stairs of Elysium was when I fell in love with her.

We used to play in that playground,
It was full of uniform levelled green grass.

Here heartily played Abhishek's greyhound,
Running excitedly all over game's green mass.

We used to play cricket in the ground,
It was a temporary zone of football grass.

Here all games were near Atul's house unbound,
Free from all school-work it was enjoyable as deep bass.

But today our generation is busy in our lives making careers,
The next generation is too young yet to make full use of the lawns.

Reduced in size which used to be our hugest amphitheatre of sweetness,
Has now got grass growing untamed covering The Playground Of Wilderness.

You're so magical,
I'm so mesmerized,
I feel we walk there,
Hands in your hands,
Every time we talk here,
All instruments come alive,
I can hear them playing music,
As we sing the same retro numbers,
I feel your voice sweetly close to my ears,
As we are texting and singing the same songs,
Saying the same words of love which we exchange,
You make me feel the Mother & the Father & The Child,
And I find it going away from me - I'm no longer pessimistic,
I find your voice so magical - I'm so mesmerized - I'm optimistic,
In your voice which I find so magical - I'm mesmerized - I'm optimistic,
In your voice I lose myself - drifting away - to the land of peace & stability.

I'll secure my home - then come after 7 more years have passed by to your place,
I'll tell your dad - "Sir, I have a decent background and a lonely life..."
He might ask - "So what - would you be a bit more clear?"
I'd look at you for courage - you would only pass me a small smile...
I'll muster all the courage to say - "Do you really mind if your daughter was my wife?"

Oh my love, you are so youthful,
And you are so beautiful.

Oh my love, you are so exotic,
And you are so energetic.

Oh my love, you are so pretty,
And you are such a cutie.

Marrying you will do good,
Let me be finally blessed.

When I saw the morning sunlight gleaming,
I thought about all the darkness that it veiled,
Behind its bold beams it had bowed down.

While I looked at the rays they were sifting,
I realized that in the evening the sun must set,
Bundle will open & then will again be night.

Where I wondered was the permanent day,
I answered myself that it was ever impossible,
But worrying was docile as I too will perish.

Who could complete this jigsaw of my life,
In here you come smiling as the permanence,
Bringing completeness to my life you are..

Why I must try to make the best of my life,
Imbibing positives and happiness throughout,
Because life is too small to waste in vain...

I'm just a guy really crazy for losing!
There're so many things I want to lose.
I'm just also the guy crazy for earning!
There're as many things I want to earn.

A barrage of your tears in happiness,
A night's tight time with you my dear,
A dream of a golden future for reality,
A tight situation's hug for the loved one,
A carriage of fresh tulips for my lover,
A bed of clouds for our very first night,
A bouquet full of all live coloured roses,
A hard-earned yes as she made it hard,
A marriage full of tradition and rituals,
A honeymoon at the place of her choice,
A cool place with my hand on her waist,
A nice restaurant full of relaxing aroma,
A menu card of sweet dishes of her taste,
A tear-jerking first night after marriage,
A careful & easy nine months pregnancy,
A super-cute baby spreading cheer in life,
A more cheerful time as the baby grows,
A cuter kid with happy mischievous looks,
A safer childhood for the first kid till three,
A second child only after the first child sees school,
A happier life than both of us had as kids.

It's a jungle,
A real arms race.
Am a ******,
Addicted to its fast pace.
None can help,
With their own lives all are stuck.
Rot sitting on ****,
Coz no one else gives a duck.
Of my own I am a slave,
Misses me on road that truck.

A three-year-old boy in Cleveland,
Himself a very young little kid,
Shot a baby dead on Sunday night.

The bullet hit in the face of the baby,
Then it was rushed to a hospital,
But was pronounced brought dead.

Who is to be blamed now?
The kid toying with the gun??
Or the irresponsible parents???

I think it is the society's fault,
Needless are the guns in homes,
Shouldn't the society repair itself?

But are the blames enough now?
Can blaming bring the baby back to life?
No. A big NO!

What happened there in Paris was outrageous,
They spared Eiffel Tower but took out their frustration,
Who bore the brunt of terrorists were brave journos.

What they lost was nothing else but logic & their mind,
They fight for protecting interests of the Devil,
Who do they worshipping with that hatred of theirs?

I thought she was a **** chick,
I also thought she was true,
But she was only true to my ****.

I remember that chicken breast,
She flaunt her legs in privy,
Now it's someone else's leg piece,

Someone else will devour it over,
I won't ever get that very chick,
Because it was just a quick dream.

My very own poetess friend met with a minor accident.
She wasn't wearing a helmet because she considers it uncomfortable.
Please always wear a helmet mere yaar, because roads in India are really unsafe.

Now get well soon,
Quicker than sooner,
Because I miss your poems idiot.

Aaj ke bacchon mein hi nahin,
Apitu badon mein bhi sanskār,
Naammatr ke bach gaye hain.

Not only in children of the day,
But even the grownups lack it,
Ettiquette is just for namesake.

Andar se wo aadar bhaav gūm,
Aur haan gūm hai satkaar bhi,
Badon ke liye sammān gūm hai.

That feeling of respecting is lost,
And indeed is lost that hospitality,
Elderly are no longer given the place.

People consider me atheist,
But I am agnostic deep inside,
I recognize an unearthly power,
One that works at unearthly hour.

Happy days are here forever to stay,
Always by our side find them we may,
Parting ways is never a thing to say,
Practically we are fitting each day,
Yolk is this of ours, getting prepared.

Best of both worlds are we two,
Imagine a life together with me,
Rid yourself of that negativity,
This space here is only for our love,
Happiness will always come on,
Delayed it may be but surely it comes,
Always remember that I'm here,
You wanted a mother again, I'm here as your lover.

Thanks for sharing your life with me,
Over the decades of my caring, healthier you will be.

Yes, we shall complete each other,
Of phoenixes, you will be a mother,
Up next is just our Love & only Love.

Part ways never with me,
Overcome health issues,
Overcome them with me,
Just absorb all of my love,
And just imagine my Love.

New feels the sun, new feels the light,
New day, yes it is a new morning.

Passed has at last the night,
A new day is here before me,
Gone are the stale moments,
New day, yes it is a new morning.

Forget what you didn't get,
Flowers have again bloomed,
Now the cows are mooing,
New day, yes it is a new morning.

So just feel the new sun, feel the new light,
Come here, oh my friend, let me hug you tight.

Transliteration:
Kabul kab luti ye to na maaloom chal saka,
Magar kamobesh halchal to kabhi se thi.

Translation:
When Kabul was gutted it couldn't be known,
But the drift was more or less the same since long.

I know not of anyone else now,
That I can trust with my life.
There's nobody forever except one,
One - my forever faithful friend.
He will never leave me alone,
Never ditch me wastefully.
And never let me down,
For it's obviously me only.

Gives me pleasure,
Lets me measure,
My Best Friend.

Gives me access,
To secret places,
My Best Friend.

Gives me inspiration,
Wipes off perspiration,
My Hand, My Best Friend.

If you must insult her & torture me,
I shall request you to rather **** me.

For I can't see the love of my life being soiled,
Fresher torrential treatment to her endowed.

Don't just blind me for I can't take it,
Deafen me such that I can't hear it...

For sake of the supreme power you believe in,
Freak out, cut my limbs but don't torment her.

Has time made you as cruel like this,
Have we invited such horrible steps.

Gory steps you advance with towards my love,
Glowing with fury my chained limbs struggle!!

When I set myself free then you will see,
Would you be able to face the same fate.

If not for your blood,
We could have won easily,
Such minnows you are.

You saved our Holi,
Losing yesterday's match,
Which was a thriller!!!