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 Mar 2017 R Arora
WJ Thompson
You are,
               what you feel.
You are,
             what you think.

But you
             can
                    change how you feel by changing what you think-

I think.
Do you agree?
 Mar 2017 R Arora
WJ Thompson
Furious, I shook my fist at God
and said,
How could you allow this!

With an eyebrow raised,
God answered:
*I could ask you the same question.
I wonder how often I am the cause of my own problems.
 Mar 2017 R Arora
Jamie L Cantore
In a faraway place, his grave
Resides on a hill by the wave;
Inland of the sea he lies alone,
Seeking sun. His name in stone,
Carved deep to resist age & decay.
The years pass so quickly away,
So his grave is long forgotten now,
The visitors all have passed & how;
And the birds have become so rare
In their passing steps by him there.
 Mar 2017 R Arora
Pax
inevitable
 Mar 2017 R Arora
Pax

From time to time
I feel blue
and cook my own stew.
Its bland and
taste good enough
for my stomach.

I knew from the start
that my cooking
isn't really that great
nor it's appetising.
Atleast
my milk is
sweet.
I'm not fond of sodas
dislike the fact that
it boils my
stomach.

Food, for now
they're within
reach, though
must someday
will come -
starvation is
inevitable



I cooked up a metaphor...
My life in dual meaning.
Look up at the night sky,
And see how beautiful the stars look,
Shiny and outstanding without even trying,

And the moon,
Illuminating the darkness..
The moon and the stars offer that beauty,
In togetherness,


Not trying to outshine each other,
Because they are beautiful together..
We are different individuals,and its our differences that make the completion of everything that is.
 Mar 2017 R Arora
Phantom Poet
Author a book,
Compose a music album,
Become a popular cook,
Hold an art exhibition,
Explore innovation,
Creation,
Ground breaking invention,
Appear on television,
Meet Stan Lee,
Creator of comic action,
Live dangerously,
Learn magic,
Learn lock pick,
Want to build,
Create,
Destroy,
Travel,
Back in time,
To the future,
Explore nature,
And shape the world,
From its failures.
There is nothing I can't do (except eating vegetables)
 Mar 2017 R Arora
Àŧùl
Brothel
 Mar 2017 R Arora
Àŧùl
A** brother with a cute little lisp,
Or a place for like minded folks,
Relishing the beauty in place,
Tending to needs in time's cusp,
Allowing the easy flow of juices.

On the brink of civility & love,
Fading the differences between.

Fulfilling the ****** needs,
Loaning the best moments,
Easier is *** contraction,
Self-awareness needed,
Help yourself with the hand.

To the trickier ways of a district,
Redlight district is meant to be strict,
Aloof from normal, painful city,
Desired by many but visited by few,
Envious red shades flowing in & out.
My HP Poem #1457
©Atul Kaushal
 Mar 2017 R Arora
Àŧùl
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.
A poem themed on Norse Mythology.
My HP Poem #204
© Atul Kaushal
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