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Àŧùl Dec 2012
She floats with me,
Being while she's not,
I see her.

Her smallest things,
Which I've heard not,
I hear her.

I am amazed by her,
Even though I met her not,
I feel her.

A pout on her cheeks,
That she has received yet not,
I kiss her.

Humming in both my ears,
Her voice seems like the best one,
I adore her.
Dedicated to the lovely little one. ;-)

© Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Dec 2014
In a place devoid of love,
In a palace devoid of feelings,
In a house where my tears drop,
In a home where my infancy is lost,
In a land that the guard watches,
In a box that she trashes not,
In a space not reserved,
Not reserved for the lucky,
But friendly for the unlucky,
Not interested in walk the ways,
Where they deserted me in middle.
My HP Poem #707
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Nov 2015
On your toes you stand,
On my shoulder is a hand,
The other is on my waist.

We find solace in the kiss,
We find the eternal bliss,
A never-ending love we share.

In your hair is lost my breath,
In your eyes be my life & death,
It is forever this love so rare.
My HP Poem #916
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jan 2013
This is to answer your doubts about my past

She Was With Me,
In The Movies,
In The Social Service Club,
In The Hospital Taking My Care,
And Where Not.

Do I Miss Her Anymore?
No.
Do I Still Miss Her?
I Don't Know.

Did I Consider Her Important?
Yes.
Why Do I Still Consider Her Important?
How I Would know..

Do You Think That I Don't Have Anyone Else To Think About?
Yes, Apart From My Studies & You.
Do You Think How I'm Being Unable To Forget Her Might Affect My Future?
Yes, I Remember Her Only As The Source Of Inspiration She Is...

Now your doubts must all have been addressed properly
© Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Apr 2015
If one day in the imaginary ideal future,
We get stuck by the rocky Konkan beach,
And not even a decent sand bed is there,
To you for resting my body I shall offer.

Waiting for the tourist bus back we talk,
Tired we are from taking the sunny walk,
The evening the sun we wish will balk,
Our neo-natal plans together we chalk.

We shall sit on the bench by the beach,
You'll then rest your head on my side,
In comforting you I will bear much pride,
About being one forever we did decide.

Then you will soon sleep in the evening,
I will watch our hands and even the ring,
Angel on my shoulder you'll be sleeping,
And me??? Oh, I'll just be calmly smiling.

The baby bump is now visible so happily,
I'll think of unique names for the baby,
Basis of our relationship is really lovely,
The healthy baby will be so very chubby.
The most cherished dream of mine in which I visualize myself and my ultimate lover.

My HP Poem #829
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Feb 2020
As you will not be there
Because you are a bad girl
So, it will be so lonely there
My HP Poem #1827
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jun 2020
Robert Clive.
He was an agent of the Brutish British,
And he brought misery to my Bhaarat.
My HP Poem #1854
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Nov 2017
I shall always love you.

Even after our marriage,
Equally I shall still love you.

Let only me be your incubus,
Control your dreams,
And I shall still love you.

Even after our childbirth,
Equally I shall still love you.

I shall still love you.

I am not a fictional God,
I shall still always love you.

Let only yourself be my succubus,
Whatever the face be,
I shall still only love you.

Even I should know it,
That you will always love me.

You will always love me.
My HP Poem #1681
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl May 2017
Hmmm...
Hmmhmmhmmm...
Hmmhmmhmmm...
Hmmhmmhmmm...

Whether you come,
Whether you come or don’t,
I shall survive,
Yes I shall survive.
Whether you come,
Whether you come or don’t,
I shall survive,
Yes I shall survive.

Whatever be the distance,
Nothing is a botheration,
You are connected to me,
I am imbued in your veins.
Whether you come,
Whether you come or don’t,
Then I shall thrive,
When I shall thrive?

What fun will this life be,
If I spend it sans you?
What life is such a life,
Such life is a punishment.
So you should come,
And I shall finally live.
Yes, you should come,
Then I shall survive.
A translation of my original song "Tu Aaye" - a morose melody.

Listen to it on YouTube @ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QMPoATQzoVg

My HP Poem #1521
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl May 2013
Whenever I touch her in her dreams,
And she looks very cute as she smiles.

She wakes up with a smile after that,
And again looking cuter as she smiles.

When we talk on phone she tells it all,
And again I feel her going all smiles...

:-) :-* :-)
My HP Poem #214
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Nov 2016
I am too **** for you to break my heart,
I ****** back from you the privilege I gave.
Now you should sit back and keep watching,
With pure awe look at what I have.
Not anymore I need it again,
With death a close shave.

A girl with high morals,
Now I shall patiently await.
Will pure love suffice for anyone,
Not that I desperately need love myself,
I would catch the tear drops of yours,
I am too sensitive for you to have.
HP Poem #1269
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jul 2020
Issues are to be resolved,
Problems are to be solved,
But
Parliaments are only dissolved.
My HP Poem #1868
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jul 2014
No - no, I am not a vampire-bat,
But still I stay awake in the night,
Gazing the ceiling's glowing clock,
Forecasting our conjoined destinies,
Either we meet sweet success in love,
Or we are posed with strict resistance,
All our possibilities are weighed by me.
And dear, I am a realistic person who is also an optimist.

My HP Poem #654
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Feb 2015
An article.

Few songs have lyrics reading like, "You're **** thing yeah you know it, yeah-yeah."

Is that all?

Oh how they just ignore genuine beauties so conveniently and just mould them into non-living things!

Humanity has reached the moon on one hand but on the other hand many people still behave like wild animals driven just by hormones.
Seriously wish that the world realized the reality of love and started respecting it.

Nothing against Enrique Iglesias, he just has a wonderful voice which has been grossly misused and I cited the lyrics of his song just as an example.

©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl May 2020
It shows old posts as new ones,
And the new ones just disappear in thin air.
Is anyone else facing the same error?
Àŧùl Jun 2013
I love her...
She loves me too...
I proposed...
She accepted...

I said, "I love you silly,"
She replied, "I love you too dumbo!"

But I swear we didn't cheat.
My HP Poem #306
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Apr 2014
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.
My HP Poem #609
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Dec 2012
I thank you for coming into my life,
The barren brazen life has bloomed,
Now don't ever let me find you gone,
This life is no longer lonely like the Pacific,
The ship of my life had been stuck so badly,
There were no waves of happiness for long,
Loving you I am reintroduced to happiness.
© Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jun 2013
Vision*

You & I get ready in the morning,
Go to office & work to exhaustion,
A 9  to  6 job at our office is tiring,
I & you meet in the lunch breaks,
Discuss work in middle of lunch,
Facing the obstacles in our work,
Busy in the various experiments,
Catching a look at the same time,
X-ray crystalograph is prepared,
Dizzying velocities of centrifuge,
Early risers - late runners to bed,
Heavy eyelids call us out for rest,
Reaching back to the home tired,
Junkies of love we'll stay awake,
Kissing we start the game of love,
Tickling yours body - you nibble,
Loving the foreplay we carry on,
Making love is a second priority,
Not always so energetic for love,
Over the edge we push ourselves,
Putting an extra effort as always,
Queen guides the King into cave,
Slow but steady our expression,
Zooming the oozing nectars out,
Under-relaxed we need a break,
Vacations are a really good idea.
My vision is of A to Z for the hotter part of our romantic & professional lives!
Obviously some years later but surely.
♡♥♡♥♡
My HP Poem #278
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Mar 2014
How intensely I love you,
You wouldn't ever know,
But you know it is true...

How truly I love you,
You'll always know it,
Just till we meet at all..

How actually I love you,
You can only then know,
When we will really meet.
My HP Poem #588
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Feb 2017
I am a rich man, not financially,
But morally, I am the Bill Gates.
None other than me is endowed so richly,
I am as close to perfection as it really gets.
I stay on the fair side of morality,
Carefree about standard she sets.
It matters not as she let herself down in reality.
My HP Poem #1420
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Apr 2015
That I'd rather be an ascetic
Than marrying someone else.

I'm not at all a *******,
I'm even not a kid's toy.

I've a heart,
Filled with art.

But if for you it's not,
Then true love it's not.

I give you my best wishes,
Happiness & sweet success.

Don't respect my feelings - I don't mind,
I'll pray that a better heart you may find.

You are genuinely my last love,
I don't bluff - it's the sole truth.
Go enjoy your life to the fullest today,
You will find me waiting tomorrow.

Don't worry, the pen name will surely stay,
And deep down my heart I'll only keep loving only you selflessly.

My HP Poem #846
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Sep 2016
It's all over,
I'm free to go.
You told me to get over it,
But I can't just move on.
For I'm a true lover,
Not saying that you are not.
But I didn't quit,
For I am not weak.

Maybe my concern about you,
Grew on your nerves too,
And you just quietly quit loving.

Maybe your carelessness about life,
Grew on nerves that are mine,
And I just felt defeated in loving you.
My HP Poem #1142
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Dec 2016
You might keep my heart with you.
I am not going to live forever anyway.
But the spirit of Atul is immortal.
HP Poem #1296
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Nov 2012
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

But in no way does this poem means to indicate otherwise about my stand about the institution of marriage. I still remain of the opinion that marriage is not for me. This is just a poem. Peace. :-)
A poem composed at a time when I had my trust taken away from the institution of marriage.
My HP Poem #8
© Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Apr 2015
My love is only a collection of words,
Words can not be strong themselves,
That's precisely why I try to improve.

I will be better than any other stars,
Eclipsing their lights in the daylight,
Hiding this ego for projecting yours.

None will be able to equal my light,
I take this hard time just like a test,
Showing path to my loved one's life.

Just have trust that I'll make it large,
My love won't rust as time passes by,
Only few more years to shine bright.

Tomorrow will be a good, right day,
Later it will be a better, perfect day,
My dear, this love we kindle will last.
My HP Poem #841
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Oct 2016
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.
Frankly, it's your loss because Atul will love & sail again.
I will definitely meet my match.
You will just keep regretting cheating on me forever.

HP Poem #1228
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Apr 2013
Yes, It's My Heart,
So It Did Use To Beat For Me,
But Not Now - Not Now - Not Now.
Now It Beats For You.
My HP Poem #185
© Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl May 2017
My true love will meet me on the Judgement Day,
My celestially divine love is only insulted today,
And today, love will be full of resentment in your street.
My eyes are dark with sorrow today,
Tomorrow your own heart will be upset.

I used to come to your street to sing the songs of love,
But you were indifferent one day, oh my young dove.
Once again I am here in your street, to repeat like a mad man,
Today this savagery of yours will be eradicated,
Because today, love will be full of resentment in your street.

May you breathe deeply, in love with someone,
And may he always be indifferent to your love.
As you have framed the misgivings on me, don't you dare forget that,
Even you will not be blessed with love ever.
My HP Poem #1530
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Apr 2015
Dancing in the future rain I see you moving along me right by my side,
Accompanying you to Mt. Joyous Top I'll remember on my promise to glide.

Then surely, oh so surely, watching you happy I will never be forgetting to smile,
Worrying not when the destination will be reached as we walk another mile.

We will both glide on our phoenix wings of joy ripened with love so sweetly,
When we reached the destination won't excite us as much will the journey.
My HP Poem #847
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Mar 2019
I visited the same beach,
The beach of our sobriety,
It's there in my memories.

I touched & felt there the sands of time,
The time that we spent in togetherness,
It's a time in that recycle bin of the past.

I shall forget you forever, soon,
This tide of time will help me,
It's going to immerse that sand castle.

I let my ship find her angel,
The angel of my dreams,
It's not long before I touch her.

I see myself visiting her lands,
The lands of beauty and Bihu,
It's just that I realized ships must sail on.
My HP Poem #1738
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Mar 2013
I Waited For Her,
Since Ages It Seems.

I'll Wait More For Her,
Till Eternity If It Has To Be.

I Want Just Happiness For Her,
Pure Happiness With Or Without Me.
I Just Wish You Divine Happiness
© Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Apr 2016
I walk alone,
On the borderline,
I carry it on my mind,
The one that defines society,
And separates out the hermitage,
Some things I'm just afraid to accept,
I just rejected their lies & their bling.
My HP Poem #1060
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Dec 2015
From the first sunbeam of the morning,
To the last moment we are awake of the night,
I wanna love you.

From my back to my sides,
I want you to scratch me red,
And scratch me hard, harder.

I want you to pull me down the hardest,
Let's both drown in love together,
Someday in future if I do it, it'll be with you.

I wanna sunbathe with you in private,
With no inhibitions at all obstructing us,
And we let each other be the massage therapists.
My HP Poem #924
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Dec 2016
I wanted a beautiful girl,
The good thing was that,
She wanted me as well...

I loved a young woman,
The strange thing is that,
She thought she loved me too..

But her love was limited,
Really disabled was her love,
And she could understand it not.

I went to her home,
Slept on the bed,
Made of Kashmiri willow..

She came as I slept,
Kissed me on the lips,
Woke me up anticipating more...

What ensued is just history,
It forms a part of my story,
An unforgetable memory..

A memory that digs out,
From my heart into blood,
Off my brain into a tumour.
HP Poem #1300
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl May 2017
My parents love me verily, true,
Yet I still feel the need for love, truer.

In the deepest hour of night,
Dawns a realization that they are mortal,
Everyday I feel so scared,
Alone if I am to stay,
Loneliness will **** me.

Loved by parents I am, but
Often I am so alone,
Very sad is this heart,
Engraved deep inside it,
R**osy name of my ideal lover.
My parents are of an average of 58.5 years now.

I hope that they live a long and healthy life until I die.

It is my requirement because apart from them I have no one else to call my own and I can't ever get married either.

My HP Poem #1551
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Mar 2014
Yes I am as human as you my friend,
Emotionally I'm weaker than others,
I commit my share of mistakes daily,
Errors both minor, or, major I make,
Yes I am afraid of imperfections too.

I made this brain of mine a student,
I've learned lessons from the errors,
But I don't just interpret my lessons.

I forward to you, o love, useful tips,
You just have to keep them in mind,
So we get a stronger hold in future.
Don't be afraid to do it wrong, but look out that you don't happen to repeat the same mistakes too often. So I'd call mistakes as teachings for as long as possible but it's not too good to go through the same teaching again & again, so don't repeat your mistakes in general.

My HP Poem #596
©Atul Kaushal
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
Àŧùl Dec 2016
The beach should be so special,
I want to go to a beach with you.
I want us to go to a private beach,
And give you an Australian greeting.
My missile will touch your bombs,
And then make way to your silo,
The Australian greeting is ****.
HP Poem #1288
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jan 2015
Lady,
Only if you can guarantee that you would let me be,
Accept my love for you unbridled and be patient,
I want to hear your gab daily,
Not just for an hour or a day,
But for life - I would dare to say,
And you will be my pretty princess.
My HP Poem #731
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Dec 2016
I've such longing to meet you dear,
We will meet soon somewhere,
On a snowy evening at a hillstation.
I promise you that I won't get hard,
While we enjoy the snowy kiss,
On a snowy ***** at a hillstation.
Don't fear time as it will bend.
HP Poem #1341
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jun 2013
I want to sleep in your arms tonight,
While we hug each other,
Lips meeting romantically with in a kissy.

I want to sleep in the bed with you under sheets,
While the baby sleeps in its decorated cradle,
Less concerned about the next day than the baby.

I want to sleep forever but after 60-65 years,
While you lay me down to your lap,
Listening to your rebuke about being always sleepy.
My HP Poem #319
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Aug 2014
Where's that girl,
Sweetheart of mine,
Young poetess of Amritsar,
The very same who trusts me,
Yes she loves me for lifelong,
She won't ever forget my love,
I won't forget that to her I belong,
She won't forget it either, or will she?
She won't ever forget, that I am hers,
I won't myself or let her let it slip,
She panics about future a lot,
Yes night-out will be rainy,
This night won't be alone,
Youthfully we will share it,
So close it seems I say,
Was it yesterday?

She will ask me when,
I'll tell her with a smile,
'Back at that time when you were doubtful,'
I'll just be hugging her,
She will blush purple.
My loving fantasy for you my love

My HP Poem #662
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jan 2013
By reading this particular,

Poem which you're reading,

Which you will read on further,

To finally come to the conclusion,

That I Was Just Trying To Disgust You!
Just getting bored of life as ever! :P
© Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Sep 2015
Not a casual day for me,
I get nervous ever hardly,
And that was the day buddy.

23rd September in 2014,
Tensed I was that mornin',
I was making sure at that time.

Luckily all was sorted out,
I reached on time that day,
It was your b'day gift - the pout.
My HP Poem #900
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Feb 2015
A 2nd chance in this life on Earth just felt so unplanned & unpleasant and seemed unwanted until I met you.

After having met you, I feel the need of immortality & impossibility of dying a lonely death with wine.

Aspiring to churn out a fine man out of me I search & destroy my bad points so I am the best for you.
My HP Poem #788
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Apr 2015
You are scared of my family,
But you know that you reacted early.
I don't want you to repent it later,
So I will just keep loving you inside.
And your beautiful youthful heart,
It might come back to me in the end.
Fingers crossed all the best for the exam.
I have realized one thing:
My love for Kripi is very strong and I won't stop being positive whatever ill-fate may befall and even if her feelings fail her.

If it's my final destination to remain misunderstood and away from Kripi, I accept that open-heartedly.

I am wrong to not let her go if she has gotten so sick of the care, romance & guidance that constitute my love.

I can't hope for you to come back but I will only wish you all the best now that you have finally started studying from books.

Lastly, I am sorry if I ever hurt your self-respect.

My HP Poem #828
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jul 2017
I will identify myself as successful,
When my parents stop worrying,
When my nervousness finally ends.

I will identify myself as a happier guy,
When I have divorced my loneliness,
When loneliness finally spares me to be.

I will identify my true love, my equal,
When economically independent,
When she comes without invitation.
My HP Poem #1623
©Atul Kaushal
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
Àŧùl Jun 2013
I will wait for you...
Come out victorious.

I will wait for you..
Come out smiling.

I will wait for you.
Come out shining.
:-\ :-) :-(
My HP Poem #332
©Atul Kaushal
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