Knowingly she had ditched me,
Reported I have to the police,
I have been trying to move on,
Purple hues of her are forgotten,
Impress me she did as my empress.

Issues of my own stand unresolved,
Some issues of loneliness are queer.

Thankfully I am still sane,
How hollow is my life now,
Ending another stage of my life.

Decanting are all the memories,
Effectless was my every effort,
Fake had been the promises,
Added all of the sweetness,
Ultimately I am alone,
Left me in my sadness,
Talking to myself I'm now,
End of life I'm speculating,
R**inging are her last words now.

When they were distributing cuteness,
Her soul stole a little excess of it,
And granted it to her body,
That body is so cute.

Young forever, she stole my heart,
Originally, I had no love left,
Unperturbed she made me right.

She is the dream wife of many,
Than all of them, I am so lucky,
Of an Angel you are a daughter,
Living your life you're like her,
Ever caring about me you are.

A* new hope has emanated,
Not just from my heart,
Definitely also from your.

Dismantled was the kingdom of grief,
I feel so elated now with relief,
So magical is your voice,
Care I'll 'bout you forevermore,
A fresh breeze blows unending here,
Rejuvinating my time you are,
Do hope for the future,
Eager is our love we've here,
Dearest lovers we are of each other.

Wisps of happiness float now,
Elephantine happiness ensues,
Rosy my jar has now spilled,
Effortlessly the grief replaced.

Mini packs of positivity we have,
You just need to have faith in love.

Near your heart I find my refuge,
Ever bettering is this ex-recluse,
Goaded you have me with love,
Antiwar you are like the dove,
Tight are the knots of our love,
I feel so lucky being with you,
Verbs of future like marrying,
Especially seem so practicable,
Solely coz of you, my dear *Pooh Bear!

No poet can aptly verse
How beautiful she is...
Her golden hue mesmerizes
And me it freezes...
The harmonious voice
Now I miss and wanna hear...
She's an expert magician
In psychokinesis she specializes...
So far, yet she moves my heart
It booms inside my chest...

Yeah,
She couldn't bear the distance with me,
And she could just not be strong.

Excused,
For she is really young right now,
She has a whole new youth ascending.

Promises,
I still have mine in my mind to keep,
I will do what I always used to do.

Unaffected,
Whether she reads any of them or not,
For this is my release and it's unaffected.

And so we were separated by spaces between us,
The distances took a heavy toll from us both,
Unsuccessful better be my surname,
Long ago I started tumbling.

Up above the world so high,
She was cutest angel in my sky,
Ever so beautiful all her ways were,
Dreaming me with herself she used to.

Tracing words on her skin I used to write,
On both her feet and also her hands.

Lost is that so golden sheen,
Over the years only getting bitter,
Vastly living in my solo play I am now,
Escaping that wicked loneliness poltergeist.

Kindly I tried to love her with all my honesty,
Rather than heart I loved her with my soul,
Insipid now all my days have become,
Painting I am regularly a smiley,
I**nsipid my life has become.

There's this supercute girl here,
From Jammu the Sikhni hails,
I feel so lucky that I get to see her,
At times I follow her scent trails.

Made of sheer pure beauty she is,
I go ooh la la when she comes,
Both my feet just freeze altogether,
Frozen & I find my senses lost.

Harps play when she speaks,
So beautiful is her voice,
Her lips separate like cuckoo beaks,
Alive I feel staring into her eyes.

Our mother nature,
You are not at all,
To punish the innocent man.

Yes, mother nature does that,
But you do it,
To satisfy your ego.

All your plans failed,
Not due to me,
But because of yourself.

Did you not make yourself,
Creep into dust,
Fearing honest work.

Planning endlessly,
Working never,
Just decorating dreams.

The little bird you plan,
Plan to go away,
Off to foreign lands.

But in the stark reality,
You are just a chicken,
Scared to work hard.

She deleted her FB account
Temporarily,
And it was only because
I had asked her to,
During her final exams
For her own good.

She again opened it now
Temporarily,
And it was only because
Her exams were over,
She regards me high
For her own good.

She'd come to me
Daily,
But I tell her that
These much years,
Her school'll be over
And the doors will open.

So she now knows that it's not only she
Who regards me high,
But so do I hold her in my heart.

I love her more for her
I don't know what and
I think that's the best thing
I can say for my true love,
She is loved by me because
Her soul is so attractive
Her age is so young
That I can just smile.

"It's not for sale,
You can't buy my love."

Then I replied,
"But I can trade it for love."*

Gladly enough,
She agreed & gave in to my touch.

And I replied:

*"मगर यकीन है मुझे,
अगर ज़्यादा पास तुम आई,
तो मैं तुम्हें भी खो दूँगा।
Magar yakeen hai mujhe,
Agar zyaada paas tum aayi,
To main tumhe bhi kho dunga.

दोस्त ही ठीक हैं हम,
नंबर मांगती हो तुम,
मैं एक की जगह दो दूँगा।
Dost hi theek hain hum,
Number maangti ** tum,
Main ek ki jagah do dunga.

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"But I am sure about it,
If you come closer to me,
Then I will lose you as well.

We are okay as just friends,
You ask for my number,
Have 2 instead of one.

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I got inducted into a PhD program.
I am very happy now.

Loving my days as they shine,
Over the edge I pushed sorrow,
Viewing my love grow mature,
Enjoying the achievements I am.

Putting consciously the efforts,
Onto hers and my own life too,
Over the hours of togetherness,
Jovially invested time & loyalty,
Actuating each other to do the best.

¤¤¤¤¤¤¤
I am very happy now.

Loving my days as they shine,
Over the edge I pushed sorrow,
Viewing my love grow mature,
Enjoying the achievements I am.

My most adorable person,
On Earth and in the universe,
My father comes next.

As I move on the streets of Mangalore city on the west seafront,
It is an afternoon and the sun is starkly overhead,
Burning, roasting in the hot-dry sky of May.

While en route the beach I passed from a really silent street,
Then I pass from the side of the Rosario Cathedral,
The only person I notice was a young vendor.

The vendor is a little girl who looked determined to empty her stock,
I peered into her basket and was pleased to see in it,
Even today I believe she sits there by the street.

Sitting in the rain or in the harsh, merciless sun she prays to the God,
Just back to her the church apparently has some priority line to Him,
She bribes Him a beautiful sea shell or two if He sends some buyers...

Though I do not need any sea shells, but I still go and spare a look,
I choose a pair of green sea shells and pay her for it,
Because she sells the sea shells by the street side.

When I confessed my love for her,
She instantly settled back scores,
How well she gels along myself.

Often I weigh the mutual feelings,
Really complex is this truer love,
I come to the conclusion daily.

Not at all felt this way previously,
Truest love is once in a lifetime,
Merrily falls the tide of time.

Now it is her exclusive domain,
A name now rattles in my heart,
Emptiness filled my heart earlier.

Loving her is a mistake I'd repeat,
Not only once but infinite times,
For it is the sweetest mistake.

That someone might take her away.
Not boys or men, no not at all them.
But then who it is I am scared of???

She finds me the best guy for herself.
Then who is there to be scared of???
It is some other beautiful girl I mean.

She often says girls compliment her.
And she knows well that I am aware.
Aware of these homosexuality jokes!

She's my dearest everyone.
She's my unwritten poem.
She's my guiding light.

The wind keeping me away from stillness of water.
The pure delight on a gloomy day acting as the daughter.
The everyday sugar in my cup of unfaltering life.

She's my dear darling love,
She's my sunbathing dove,
She's my future wife.

The dancing celestial nymph in my corner mind,
The beautiful-beautiful signatures' right-hand,
The relaxing Immortal Goddess in my real life.

She's my most-prized friend,
She's my passionate trend,
She's my relief from daily strife.

I've been the only issue
That my parents have
Had to deal with always.

I've had many issues
Which I myself have
Had to deal with forever.

I had been so lonely
Devoid of any good
Friends to play or rhyme with.

Fatefully I've received
The pleasure of all
Elementary worldly things.

But still I felt so alone
And so lonely when
I was with many fake friends.

Then my fate shone
Through the dark of
A dreary night when she came.

I had been so lonely
Devoid of any God
*She is my own beautiful Angel.

"I love my 57474 Forever"*
A variation of this phrase,
Used to be my password everywhere.

Yes it was so easy to remember,
For each heartbeat repeated it,
And I could just not forget it ever.

But then she chose to walk out on me,
A rethink she gave not her decision,
And seemingly I am going to be lonely,
Not just for a day but forever & ever.

Not a time-****** I am,
But I used to do that,
To a great extent.
All the attention she got,
Was actually stuff,
That she neither sought,
Nor her dear requirement.

Her love was limited to words,
So was her promise to swords,
And my fate was terminated...

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.

A fake lover,
She was not.

A fake girl,
She is not.

She is just incapable of mature love.

Read along the lines...
But it doesn't imply my falsehood,
Under the wicked sky I live,
Truly unruly my life is right now.

I am very much incompatible.

And not just with herself,
Maybe with everybody else.

Hard are the days alone,
Ageing I'm but gracefully,
Perhaps I'm best left single,
Pouting is an opportunity,
Yes it is inviting me too.

Bask in the calm sunlight,
Ending is another phase,
Indeed this is satisfying,
Nightmares are fading,
Giving me happiness.

Sorry I'm not about her,
I am no-one to crib,
Not about her studies,
Gleeful I must remain,
Long life brings smiles,
Era of my life is common.

Mum she is in the beginning,
Armed with a lot of patience,
Rhyming it with an elegant silence,
Yarn of poetry she is threading.

With all her immense patience,
In this wicked world she is happy,
Not worrying about anything,
She keeps her patience unharmed,
Leveraging her happiness on herself,
Of beautiful words she is a lady,
W**ish her I do a lot of happiness.

Over your clouds of grief,
Shine like the perennial sun.
Weep, cry, let them leak down,
Do not just let your tears be brief.
Remember the seeds you have sown,
You will get their produce as the relief.
Forget love as for you it just is not made.

Spoiled in the muck,
As if a broiled duck,
My tarnished luck.

But came the princess,
Of all my happiness,
She is the mistress.

I dreamt about her,
Last night as I slept,
Vaguely I remember.

We haven't met yet,
But eyes have met,
In our dreams set.

So now I smile,
Along each mile,
Her fantastic style.

You
Crazy
Diamond

It ain't anything new,
Indians been doin' that
Since eternity.
Smearing the mud walls,
And the roofs of farm huts,
With cow dung,
For insulation.

How shrill does the world sound,
Especially when I don't hear you,
You are dearly missed & wanted.

I cannot bear you away from me,
Freedom is awaited for you & me,
Nothing seems completed to me.

Skies too lose sunlight in the day,
Clouds missing water as in May,
It seems hot wherever they slay.

She's the ultimate girl,
I am her male version,
My dream come true...

Write all our poetry,
Lovingly compose it,
Only for each other..

Luckily for me,
She's a poetess,
Krispi it is you.

Ich liebe Sie, meine Dame.

Ihr Lächeln ist sehr schön,
Ich liebe Ihr amüsantes Schmunzelen.

Ihre Lippen sind so süß,
Ich liebe Ihre herzige Lefzen.

Ihr Lieb ist so attraktiv,
Ich liebe Ihr **** Körper.

Ihre Brüste sind so voll,
Ich liebe Ihren zarten Busen.

Ihre Stimme ist so verführerisch,
Ich liebe Ihre melodische Stimme.

Ihre Hüften sind so Sanft,
Ich liebe Ihre weiche Hüften.

Ihre Zähne sind perfekt,
Ich möchte Ihre perfekten Zähne lecken.

Lying on that beach,
Under the calmer Sun,
Hands sifting in sand...

Touching your fingers,
Feeling so alive today,
Holding your hand...

No sound is made,
When dreams shatter,
Just eerie silence.

No physical wounds,
When hearts are broken,
Just silent tears.

I wish that I could,
Encase your hands in my hands,
Whenever you need me to come,
And you need to feel me present,
Present near you in your vicinity.

Freely in my arms,
You are falling carefree relaxing,
Fall tension-free in my embrace,
Gelling well to my calmer body,
Play in the lakes of salty water.

It's as simple as not letting oneself be tainted anymore and having a shower in pure love which baptifies a person perfectly.

And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake me up in the middle of the night,
Just to hear them say,
"You can't do it throughout your life — yeah!"

But I've done it,
Yes, I've done it in time,
Life gave me lime,
I made a brine.

Now I'll add my favourite flavours,
Serve a lemonade to my critics,
I'll smile as they'll only admire me,
I'll stick to my roots and credit my parents.

But I'll not let success get onto my nerves,
My responses I'll keep terse,
Lengthier will be the poems,
Elaborate my every verse.

Some people get jealous,
A few people feel,
Others feel,
Positive.

I love you for the beautiful and complete young human being you are.
You value your blood relations.
You work for a stable future.
You are truthful towards me.
You never kept me under a false impression that you love me too just like I love you.
Though I am probably not going to meet you ever, let alone marrying you, but I do feel for you.

I remember that I had promised,
That girl from Chandigarh,
I had promised...

I promised to sing,
So, in her memory, I sing...

I promised to smile,
So, in her memory, I smile..

I also promised to laugh,
So, in her memory, I laugh.

Love is never gone,
Only the lover maybe.

They often find someone,
More suitable and move on.

There is no point lamenting,
Take it as yet another lesson.

Why stay there where you got hurt,
Surely it was not true love you got.

Still a faint hope stayed,
But it was so clear too.

Be patient like you have been,
There's someone mature for you.

I retired as a colonel and am aged 64 years now.
My son was enrolled in the army two years ago.
He turned 32 years & got married only last year.

Today I looked at the lawn and it needed a mow.
So I picked up the lawnmower and started to go.
A man in military fatigues was coming near now.

Not my son but another soldier from his row.
I was looking at his face that had said a big no.
The soldier came near & stopped to inform in a low but calm voice, 'Sir, I've brought his luggage,'

The words seared through my chest like a bullet.

A Barrage Of
My Own
Tears
With
A Smile
If You Please.

I and you are Slaves of Time,
I must wait until you're mine.

Of time we are puny slaves,
You must wait until I'm yours.

Will you wait for me?

I heard a ***** howling nearby,
Writhing with wonderful pain...
I heard the pack of dogs barking,
Each bark immersed in ecstasy...
I heard the stray puppies as well,
All making only unhappy noises...
I then attentively heard the night,
That seemed to last for long time...
I was finally hearing only insects,
They made their scratchy noises...

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!

Though my life changed that very day,
Good guitar I can no longer play,
But I have started crawling back there,
And time willing I will get back.

Down on her I descend,
To kiss her pain away,
Slurping her tears...

Then I climb down more,
I kiss life inside heart,
Slurping her grief...

Further down the valley,
Bringing fire to that rift,
Slurping her pleasure...

You are happy,
Just like a little baby well-fed and well-kept.
You are happy.

You are happy,
Just like a youthful human.
You are happy.

You are happy,
If you believe that you are happy.
You are happy.

Some poets are way better than the majority,
Yet they are down-to-earth and connected,
Less they care about others' opinions,
Kindness is replete in them,
Injuring no hearts in
E**ra of love.

Your eyes are very unfaithful,
A swindling ******* you are.
You bereft me of all that light,
A dwingling light you were..
Youth had enticed me closer,
A cheating partner stabs me...