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Àŧùl Feb 2015
There are categories....

Positive: Narcissists think they are better than others.
Inflated: Narcissists' views tend to be contrary to reality. In measures that compare self-report to objective measures, narcissists' self-views tend to be greatly exaggerated.
Agentic: Narcissists’ views tend to be most exaggerated in the agentic domain, relative to the communion domain.
Special: Narcissists perceive themselves to be unique and special people.
Selfish: Research upon narcissists’ behaviour in resource dilemmas supports the case for narcissists as being selfish.
Oriented towards success: Narcissists are oriented towards success by being, for example, approach oriented.
I'm a 'Positive Specially Oriented towards success Narcissist'.
It's okay to be so.

Actually it's good and needs no medication.
Àŧùl Mar 2021
Unread. I am a poem,
Read me. I deserve your time,
Heartless. Drop-in your heart for me.

Thirsty. Rain your love,
Feed me. I love your reviews,
Artless. All my words are so truthful.

Story. I am an unforgettable saga,
Narrate me. Retell me to your family,
Fearless. I become proud forevermore.
My HP Poem #1918
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Apr 2013
I am but the Sun,
I light things up often,
But they hide themselves,
Or their skins get a sun burn,
This is why I'm wanted by none.

:-) (-:
My HP Poem #190
© Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Apr 2013
I am but the Sun,
I light things up often,
But they hide themselves,
Their skins get a sun burn,
So I am wanted by none.

They avoid me in the days,
Their sunscreens & shades,
But they do long for me,
I make things so warm,
In the winters.
My HP Poem #191
© Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jun 2020
I Am Father Time.
I keep changing your life.

At times, I am the stormy weather.
At others, I am the calm breeze.

You worship the wrong deities.
You make wars misinterpreting me.

I am the sole Creator,
I am the only Conserver,
I am the real Destroyer.

And,
It is Me, who you should worship.
My HP Poem #1856
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl May 2020
Lovers, like me, dear lady,
You'll see, are found fictionally,
Or maybe in your dearest dreams.

That mythical true lover,
Someone you've craved for,
Maybe since forever and ever.

I am him, I am him, I am him.
Lovers like me, you'll see in literature or maybe just your dreams.

My HP Poem #1849
©Atul Kaushal
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
Àŧùl Oct 2017
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.
Another one for my Pooja!
My HP Poem #1669
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Feb 2015
I am not scared of heights,
Not of anything or living beings,
Be it a snake or be it a lion.

I am really brave,
Not put out my flame,
By any serious accident.

I had all my organs failed,
Not my heart had died,
Bring the worst & I won't die.

I was tried by Yamdoot,
No, He couldn't take me,
Because I refused to die then.

I was tried by deadly viral,
Even a fever of 107ºF couldn't **** me,
Because I was yet to meet you.

I am just scared to lose you,
Won't you hold my hand?
Won't you stand by my side...?

Because I know that for sure,
If you are gone from my life,
So would my breath & heartbeat.
Yamdoot is the Hindu messenger of Death working under Shiva & Brahma.

My HP Poem #782
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Mar 2014
We haven't ever met yet,
Deep in hearts we have.

I'm missing playfulness,
I miss you pinching me.

I'm missing your laugh,
I miss that tickling you.

I'm missing the shyness,
I miss your naughtiness.

We haven't touched yet,
Already I am missing it.
My HP Poem #563
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jul 2013
And I am going to get a missing person report filed at the nearest police station.
:-D  :-) ;-)
My HP Poem #370
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Feb 2017
Sometimes I cried while smiling,
At other times I smiled while crying.
When you I could not be forgetting,
You were the reason I was weeping.
Just your name I rewrote again & again,
Now I'm weak to erase it without tears.
No! I can't revert this love! You are mine!
This was my promise to myself.
Now I refuse to let you go.
If I let you go then it will be when I decide to stay a bachelor.

My HP Poem #1409
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jun 2020
No,
I'm not as faithful as a mutt.

Because dogs shuffle *******,
Just like playboys change beaches.

But yes,
I am as faithful as a swan.

Because time goes awn and awn,
Swans don't desert their partners.
My HP Poem #1863
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Dec 2017
I* am unfazed by minor tiffs we have.

Little do I get bothered by them,
Over past few weeks we have argued,
Very much with each other that too,
Early on response better be calm.

Yes, you love me unconditionally too,
Over the problems of life we go,
Under that milder sun we will fly.

Promised me you have your hand,
On my way towards you I have been,
Of high faithfulness I am a strong box,
Join you me, come and just marry me,
A**tul Kaushal awaits your arrival here.
My HP Poem #1686
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Dec 2016
I** thank you for showing your true colors.

Dott sure I'm now that you're not true,
Am I in need for more cheating,
My happiness is in love - true love,
Not in your way of life - fake love.

Your hits I've taken to the heart,
Of hell you have shown me a glimpse,
Under your unfaithful behavior corrupted.

The person who you cheated me with,
Of course he is at bigger blame than you.

He sure is the bigger player,
Even you are such a poser,
Lame he is - you look uglier,
Living life freely you have ruined it.
HP Poem #1310
©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
Àŧùl Dec 2016
To completely forgive,
Without any apology.

To begin anew,
With a positivity.

To ignore mistakes,
Without any prejudice.

To come back,
With a hope.

To love again,
Without any hatred.

To spend afternoons,
With your lover.

To smile again,
Without any bitterness.
HP Poem #1297
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Nov 2016
Neither will you be able to forget me,
Nor will you be able to forgive yourself.
Not so easily.
Whenever you are going to read poems,
Or you will listen to somebody's songs,
Your heart will think of the estranged lover,
The one who never cheated.

Those springs, those moonlit nights,
Those sceneries painted in words,
You will remember my poems,
Then my thoughts will unavoidable.

I had your bare face in my hands,
Just like a scented flower of rose,
And you had clung to my voice,
How will you be able to forget,
Such a magical recent time.

You were always eager to see me,
Such a period has passed you by,
If you think these are sweet lies,
Ask your own frozen heart,
And it will come to life.

Neither will you be able to forget me,
Nor will you be able to forgive yourself.

Even I am unable to forget you,
You are my sole soulmate.
But you are not able to forgive yourself,
I am able to forgive you whenever.
I will take this period just as testing times,
I am mature and I will never forget you.
I am not going to move on for yourself.
What if someday you come and say,
*"It was a serious test of your love!"
You will not forget,
I will easily forgive.
You just need to come back,
No apologies expected.
Just you need to be back.

I just remembered the words, you had said.
You had cautioned me, "There will come a time when you will be posed with an option to move on and find a suitable daughter-in-law for your parents."

Well, that time is here and I have an answer for you,
"My parents are not going to lead my life,
I know my parents' choices are bad,
They have chosen each other..."

HP Poem #1284
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jun 2015
If you'd want to live with my ghost,
I am ready to live on after dying,
You just be here as my host,
I promise to be your haunting,
If you need me then I'm surely here.


If I'm an unbearable pain someday,
I will not only give you space,
Yet staying by your side,
I will then **** my vain pride,
If I must one day live without you.


If that day must surely befall on me,
I am ready to live without you,
You promise to be happy,
I am beyond the aches of love,
If it's needed to prove my true love.
Divine selfless love

My HP Poem #876
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Dec 2016
Today is my birthday like I said earlier,
I am 1990 years younger than your Jesus,
But 2 days older than being as young.

Today I have people wishing me everywhere,
I am 99.9% satiated today as I write this,
But 'morrow I will be 100% content as I move on.

This will, of course, be for the permanence,
As she bears neither love nor penance,
But she only kept insulting my existence.

She does not deserve any true lover.
She first ruined my birthday in 2014 by double-crossing me for another more handsome-but-awfully wicked boy who just wanted to share a bed with her on the 3rd of December only 20 days prior to my birthday.

However, she realised her mistake soon afterwards and came back on March 24th in 2015.

Then finally she ruined my birthday in 2015 by ditching me again on 13th December just 10 days prior to my birthday.

HP Poem #1339
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Nov 2016
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.
And if I ever missed out on a heartbreak,
I myself will be doing that,
Because I kindled one too many dreams.

HP Poem #1266
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Apr 2013
O my baby,
You should smile now.
O my baby,
You covered a mile now.

O my baby,
You should strive now.
O my baby,
You're my life now.

(; So how about bringing that sweet smile back onto your flowery face now...? ;)
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My HP Poem #177
© Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl May 2017
O Kalpana,
I am sorry.
I can't reciprocate,
I'm such a pitiful chicken.

O Kalpana,
I am sorry.
I can't take chances,
I'm afraid it'll be broken.

O Kalpana,
I am sorry.
I can't love ever again,
I'm scared of caring & losing.
My HP Poem #1566
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jul 2019
All this cuteness,
I don't really deserve.
All this fondness,
I didn't ever reserve.
All this naughtiness,
I happily observe.
All this womanliness,
I watch with all the nerve.
But all this happiness,
I shall always preserve.
My HP Poem #1753
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jan 2018
I am the best.
I Am Not An Avatar

Aiming for immortality I am not,
Mortal I am happy and content.

Traveling I met with an accident,
Hoping to reach home I was,
Expecting the mishap not.

But I still fought my life back,
Except I have been surely fitter,
Still I have never been more alive,
The Angels of death were left craving.
Assurance by a nearly immortal lover for his dear lover, Pooh Bear.

My HP Poem #1702
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Aug 2016
But I don't need you to be my Eve.
Just be my Succubus,
For Succubus was my first wife.
I am really in need of your love.
I miss those moments spent in heat.
Just be my divine angel again,
For I will otherwise long for you forever.

I don't want to be the incubus that haunts,
Or forces you to bed in your nightmares.
Yes I want to be your soulmate who takes you to paradise every single night.
I miss your excited whispers in my ears.
Yes I want to perish with you,
Even if the days of my life were few.

I am ready to give it up for my children,
If we procreate them in our moments wild.
Our son will be immortal, so will be the daughter,
My HP Poem #1118
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Apr 2013
The autumn leaves have fallen,
They have been collected in heaps.
Eyeing the brownish heaps I wait now,
The garbage van should be coming soon,
They collect olden golden fallen autumn leaves.
Soon to be replaced by new green spring growth,
But till then this season-cycle must persist & propagate.

Sometimes even relationships need patchwork to be done.
My HP Poem #197
© Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Apr 2013
I believe I will keep taking rebirth for you,
For you,
And only for you.

I almost died once,
In my worst days,
I had its close glance,
I lived again after the trance.

Yes for you,
And for you only,
I will keep taking birth again & again, again & again.
My HP Poem #171
© Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Dec 2012
As Someone Who Made It Possible,
As Someone Who Survived His Judgement Day,
As Someone Who Is Hated By Him,
I Bless The World.

Let The World Be Beautiful,
Let There Be Peace & Happiness,
Let My Sacrifice Not Go In Vain,
I Bless The World.
Made It = Made Rising From The Death Bed
© Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Mar 2015
Yes, I've no shame in accepting,
'Coz I haven't committed a sin,
I have just loved gorgeously.

In loving her I have been busy,
But now I will not restrict her,
She lives it her childish way.

If she is going to fall this way,
I won't manipulate her now,
She learns on experiencing.

Even I learnt living this way,
So I am afraid of her falling,
She may not get what I got.

May father Time be lenient,
I just want her to be happy,
She'll become the lifesaver.

I promise myself that I'll always be there for her if she needs me and I will never expect anything in return.
She's such an Angel.

My HP Poem #802
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Dec 2016
Loving you was not easy for me,
A** lovable man I was approached by many,
Should I move on like you did,
Taming my shame under the veil of modernity.

Lower should I fall than you had dropped me,
Of course, I will never move on,
Veering in love is known to you,
Especially you because your love was untrue.

Well, I should wait for my luck to shine,
Enter I should the next relationship cautiously,
Love I'll with all the pieces of my broken heart,
Come it will sooner than never I am sure,
Of course, I won't move on myself,
Malfunction a true love won't,
Excuses will be missing for another breakup.
Every breakup is an opportunity for a truer love to appear on the horizon of a successful man with a broken golden heart.

HP Poem #1314
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Nov 2012
I Saw A Nightmare The Other Day,
I Saw A Night Spent In A Cave,
Food Is What I Just Like All Others Crave.

You Can't Stop Shivering Anytime,
You Try Sitting Closer The Fire,
You Arrest Your Hands To Heat Them Up.

As You Look At The Grim Sky Of Night,
A Tear Trickles Down Your Eyes,
And You Quickly Wipe It Off Lest It Freezes.

They Start Talking About Blame,
They Put The Blame On The Mother,
Then You Try Not To Scream At Them.

For It Might Well Be The Earth's Bane,
It's Her Revenge Returning Every Torture,
Why Put The Blame On Her You Ask Them.

"The Earth Has Its Cycle Of Cold," They Say,
"Wasn't It Us Who Made Her Bound To Do So?" I Demand,
They Stay Quiet - Speechless To Say Anything Knowing What I Hinted.


Then I Wake Up Disturbed By A School Van,
I Try Not To Think Of My Nightmare,
But As I Peer At The Van From Behind The Curtains - The Nightmare Seems So Smokily Near.
My HP Poem #18
© Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jul 2014
Baby hear what the wind says,
It carries my light voiced words,
Listen to it a bit carefully baby.

Listen to really simple words,
It's more than just lovely words,
Baby trust my loving promise.

When you come to me, lover,
Come swinging your waistline,
You're coming to me, smiling.

You shared all your warmth,
Come now ******* tastebuds,
When I call you in my arms.

Then as you fall in my arms,
I envelope you in my embrace,
We will sleep while hugging.

We cling to each other tight,
I hold your sides and pull you,
Then smile as we are asleep.

You are my ice cream cone,
My ice-cream melts in your arms,
Get lost in *our mutual love.
My HP Poem #657
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Apr 2013
Deutsche


Ich weiß, dass ich dich liebe.
Ich es bezweifle nicht

^^

Ich werde sicherlich küssen,
Sie zweifle nicht daran.
;-)

Translation 1

English


I know that I love you,
I don't doubt it.

^
^

I will surely kiss you,
You don't doubt it.
;-)

Translation 2

Hindi


Main jaanta hoon mujhe tumse pyar hai
Mujhe koi shak nahin is baare mein.

^_^

Main tumhe zaroor choomunga,
Tum is baare mein shak mat rakhna.
;-)
A German-English-Hindi poem.
My HP Poem #162
© Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jan 2016
You're beautiful,
Yes, you are, undoubtedly.
But the way you smile-

It's the icing on the cake!

And it's indispensable.
Neither you can live without that perfect smile,
Nor I can imagine any light of day or dark of night without it,
Let alone traveling a mile without thinking of your smile.
My HP Poem #997
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Feb 2017
I sent flowers for her on her birthday,
And she ditched me because of it.
I sent her a message on her phone,
"I sent you as much flowers as your age is."
It was her 25th birth anniversary,
Breakup occurred for me because
The flower man had one free on one rose!
My HP Poem #1446
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Nov 2016
And when I do you will fall lower,
Lower than where you already were.

You will get strange sorts of fever,
Will blight you a higher temperature.

Be ****** you will for torturing me,
And you won't die but live to see me rise.

You isolated me from the world over,
Even my parents thought I was wrong.

But now they understand how I was wrong,
Because I was wrong in choosing you as my friend.

With a high dengue fever you already have been down,
Now with another fear away you will just be blown.

If I suffer because of you then rest assured,
Because you will not either be spared.

Time calls you to mend your ways soon,
Or nobody will know why you get a swoon.
For a person in my batch at my M.Tech college NDRI who just cut me off from the entire class by petty pointless politics.

HP Poem #1244
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Feb 2020
I am my best friend and mentor,
If I am alive, I don't need anyone,
And I feel connected to the Creator.
My HP Poem #1829
©Atul Kaushal
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
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
Àŧùl Dec 2015
No, I didn't fail ever,
I just got one too many lessons,
I got lessons about life,
About love,
So, I didn't fail ever,
I didn't fail.

No, I didn't fail ever,
Each unsuccessful step is a lesson,
Each a lesson important in life.
I got lessons about the world,
About deceit,
So, I didn't fail ever.
I didn't fail.
Such is my take.

My HP Poem #939
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Feb 2015
I only know the ideal idiocracy,
So I am an unrealistic man.
Syncracy is an offensive for me,
So I am an orthodox pig..
I know not what idiosyncrasy is like,
Not in a relationship...

Please read the note before making any comments.
Syncracy is A system of governance which adopts two or more systems such as communism and capitalism.

An idiocracy is a government that is based upon abstract theory.

Idiosyncrasy can mean different things, most of them I am affected by.

My HP Poem #771
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Dec 2014
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.
And now...

For me,
It has also been impossible to get my book published,
Because my parents turned down my request to hire a literary agent,
Publishing companies in India are so hostile and unfriendly that they won't publish my work without the security fee which they receive indirectly through a literary agent in India.

It's as good as self-publishing.

The Indian publishing industry is fake and full of corrupt people.

I've published my story as an eBook on Amazon's Kindle eStore which has been turned into a reality inspired fiction. If someone would like to buy my poetic story, then they may logon to the Amazon Kindle web page: http://www.amazon.com/dp/aw/B00MYY0DMA/

My HP Poem #714
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jul 2020
I do not know how, no I do not.
Some of their poems appear bad.

Some are out of rhyme,
Some are not worth a dime.

I don't know how the legendary poets
Came to be known as legendary...

Perhaps because they had no reference
They had no parallels either
And so, they couldn't read others...

I am writing my 1866th poem
However, I read a lot more of them.

Talk about modern poets,
Some of them presume cussing,
To be good, to be divine
Like the evening wine.
My HP Poem #1866
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Feb 2015
I do not love you,
You read it right,
As saying just I love you is so less.

Because I more than love you, partner,
Yes you're right,
I am totally mad.
My HP Poem #779
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jan 2014
She's gone to attend a wedding ceremony,
The relative's wedding takes place in Delhi,
And she just touched my city to reach there.

I won't lie but will tell the incomplete truth,
Still feeling her even though we didn't talk,
Our bond is so strong that I don't miss her.

Her thought's on my mind with each breath,
'My cute young' I inhale & 'lady love' I exhale,
I know she is missing me & I can't blame her.

I miss not getting to hear her harpish voice,
I listen to her in my mind as I've no choice,
I imagine what she looks like in that attire.

She is not scary but she just appears angelic,
She must be giving them all goosebumps,
She has the beauty just so heavenly...
My HP Poem #517
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jul 2013
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.
I wish them by saying "Namaste uncle," or "Namaste aunty," while joining my hand palms and bowing forward a bit to express respect.

I wave, "How're you doing buddy," with a follow-up smile to everyone of my age-group or younger.

I feel happy after all such activity and there's just the sweet young angel in my mind.

My HP Poem #379
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Mar 2015
Why does it happen to me?
Did the accident also give me a brain tumor?
The most common symptoms of brain tumors include headaches; numbness or tingling in the arms or legs; seizures, memory problems; mood and personality changes; balance and walking problems; nausea and vomiting; changes in speech, vision, or hearing.
I have all except seizures and nausea & vomiting.
I am already on Sodium Valproate and Valproic Acid controlled release tablets which are given to brain tumour patients as well.
My psychiatrist was so scared while asking my dad the last time we went for checkup, "Did he have seizures or vomiting?"

But I am not scared, I know that stuff can only get better for me. I have had enough of misfortune.
Just felt that I needed to share my thoughts.
Àŧùl Jun 2017
You tell me that you love me,
"Oh thank you!" I say.
But you aren't happy with the answer.

And you keep on telling me so,
"I don't know what else to say."
I can only ever manage this.

My heart has been broken badly,
I can't tell you anything gladly.
Please understand and let me be.
I am sorry Kalpana Arora.
My HP Poem #1589
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Sep 2020
If you lost your feelings to the world's ways,
Then surely I don't look for your sympathy,
But there are few who understand,
I do look for their empathy,
And their kind words of advice.
4 years old HP-unposted poem.

My HP Poem #1883
©Atul Kaushal
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