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 Mar 2014
Àŧùl
As I break free from chains,
I attain freedom in this birth.
Minimizing rebirth probability,
I am feeling blessed all the time.
Freedom from the tangles of time,
I must correctly take some time off.
Happily enjoying my purest love life,
I escape from the tight and stiff rules,
Undermining rules of a hostile society.

I am truly in love.
My HP Poem #559
©Atul Kaushal
 Feb 2014
RSV
I sail through utter silence
Words are ceased
And thoughts freezed
Nothing more remains to be said, I reckon
Or there is too much
Yes
It is too much
that words cant capture
thoughts cant express
yet it flows
like an ocean which moves from shore to shore
and never finds an abode...
 Feb 2014
Àŧùl
Era
Hold My Hand Dear,
Don't Fear The Years,
For We Face An Era...

An Era Of Rouge Turbulence,
It Will Surely Test Our Nerve,
Firing Hazardous Conditions..

Fear Them Not Baby,
Don't You Give Up Ever,
Hills Do Have Calm Slopes.
My HP Poem #553
©Atul Kaushal
 Feb 2014
Àŧùl
When I thought it was the end of road for me,
You sprang up in my life as a surprise element,
The surprise I got pleasantly bemused from...

Renewed is my happiness & is only increasing,
It increases slowly & steady in a smooth spiral,
What a magic is made when we are together...

Still we don't know we are drifting where to,
But the travel is awesome holding your hand,
I do not want it to end ever and ever at all...
You tell me not to say thanks to you but I still convey my gratitude.

My HP Poem #556
©Atul Kaushal
 Feb 2014
Àŧùl
I love you my darling.
I want you & only you in my life.
But it's not all I desire.

My 1st desire is to show them my calibre.
My 2nd desire is to make it larger than life.
My 3rd desire is to be one with you.
My 4th desire is to then make kids.
My 5th desire is to get on in life with you.

That's my fistful of desires.
Getting on in life obviously means to die eventually getting older.
My HP Poem #552
©Atul Kaushal
 Feb 2014
Myron Penwell
By: Myron Penwell
Beliefs mentor his perception,
Which by principle he pursues blindly,
Leading to the detention of logic and comprehension,
Dimming into a venue of hell and damnation.

A word of god's resignation

Death's cold bliss embraces him,
drawing him in with a empty black kiss,
then dragging him into the eternal abyss,
taken off heaven's list.

Writhing and screaming,
A whimpering echo,
Dissipate into this careless void,
Nourishing the father of deception,
He unknowingly avoids.

Thoughts of insanity barely make a noise.
 Feb 2014
Àŧùl
It has been sadistic - a hard nut to crack...
Life has not been judicious to many of us.
But have we been judicious to our lives??

It is cursed for the way it is - we waste it...
We often curse life for being just so ******.
Life asks for justice, am I so afraid of it??

It sure is difficult to tread alone in life...
Nobody can prevent us from being one.
All life asks from us is justice, won't we??
My HP Poem #548
©Atul Kaushal
 Feb 2014
Kripi
Thanks to this world of poetry
I Am Writing My Last Poem Of 2014
All want me to give priority to career
Even you my dear
I know for my good
So...I have decided
I Am Writing My Last Poem Of 2014
Not depressed but disappointed
Not sad but not contented
Not worried but not elated
I Am Writing My Last Poem Of 2014
I love you all
And it is guranteed
That I will be back
Once again to hack
Hearts of you all
But now I will say
I Am Writing My Last Poem Of 2014
The time wants a sacrifice
Of that every device
Which connects me to you
I have to give
To time this price
*I Am Writing My Last Poem Of 2014

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