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 Sep 2015 Kripi
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All I Know
 Sep 2015 Kripi
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I know not much about the future,
But yes, I know one thing for sure.

Standing by my side are my parents,
I love them and respect them highly.

But understanding me is hard,
Misunderstanding me is lucrative.

Unable they are to understand me,
They have no idea about it yet.

Destiny has chosen me for only you,
It has also chosen you for only me.
She does My HP Poem #902
©Atul Kaushal
 Sep 2015 Kripi
Lorraine day
I was feeling lonely
Really rather down
Burdened by life problems
Wearing a heavy frown
So I went out walking
Got some fresh air for a while
Hoping to feel better
Turn that frown into a smile

Then I listened to some music
It held magic
I cant explain
Lifting up my spirit
Helped me get back up again

As I  quietly listened
I Thought ~there is a chance
My heart will be unburdened
As my feet began to dance
Then all of a sudden
I began to sing
As the magic of the music
Helped me
Forget ~everything

My mood became ecstatic
In a long time I felt free
I wondered why
Oh how could I
Let life's troubles
Get to me

But now I've found an answer
When Theres
uncertainty and care
Revival in the magic
Of the music  ~ always there ~
Music is one of life's beautiful forces that can move us in a way like no other thing can    It is the source that woke my sister from a coma after a serious road accident and I have used music so many times to help children with learning difficulties.  Some times when we are down we forget it's there of course it  mostly helps if its upbeat songs you listen too.
 Sep 2015 Kripi
Tien - Tim
You don't want your burden to drag others down,
So you hid it and try stand strong on your own.

So you created that carefree facade,
But you know it's starting to decay.

Your truth speaks within your lies,
You kept your face hidden but expose your eyes.

You tell them what they want to hear,
Because rejection is what you fear.

You seek approval so pleasing others is your focus,
But the world just seems so hopeless.

So away from everything you shunt,
Because you can't accept what's in front.

Your view is really subjective,
But that's only one perspective.

You are your own friend,
Don't let that relationship end.
I name this poem "Mirror Perspective," because everyone see themselves differently. When people look at themselves on the mirror they see their imperfections, instead of what others truly see.
 Sep 2015 Kripi
Tien - Tim
Shrouded thoughts of being pessimistic,
Because everyone's preaching to be realistic.

So people let their dreams die,
As they open their eyes.

But me, I rather hit that snooze,
Because I don't want to lose,
My deliberation or concentration.

Resurrected from ignorance,
As I close my eyes,
So my dreams won't die.

I begin my days hitting that snooze,
Even though they tell me to wake up,
Because reality is a shock.

I wake up only to hit that snooze,
Because it hurts more to let dreams die.

So in pain, I refuse to lie,
With restless nights.

Living with dead dreams,
Facing insomnia.

Its something I can't accept,
So no regrets.

So let my dreams live on,
So I can at least lay rested in peace.
By myself and Sidney Conway.

My favorite line  "In pain I refuse to lie," by Sidney complemented by my line "with restless nights" using lie as a pun. A great example of divergent thinking.
 Sep 2015 Kripi
Tien - Tim
Without a word, I'm melted by your touch,
So far, yet so close, this touch is ever reaching,
Falling deeper with each sunken kiss...

Without a word, this kiss became a confession,
I'm an open book for you to read,
In between these lines, you'll find that I'm on the margins of sanity...

Without a word, your love got me blindsided,
Everything else is out of sight and out of mind,
I'm tunnel-visioned so all I see is you at the end, where there's light...

Without a word, your essence lingers,
With each breath taken, soothes my mind as your essence diffuses,
As this aroma becomes therapeutic to this longing heart ache...

Without a word, you've left me speechless,
So I placed my heart on this dotted line,
Ready and willing to sign it off, will you cosign?
I title it "Without a Word" because the best things are usually indescribable, only thing that can explain it, is the senses you feel, so each verse I've wrote was describing a sense (In order of : Touch, Taste, Sight, Smell, and Sound).
 Sep 2015 Kripi
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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
 Sep 2015 Kripi
Àŧùl
There shalt cometh a time,
Kindled will be every rime,
Those who dislike them be pauper,
Those who like them will earn a zillion dime!

There shalt cometh a time,
Sailed will be every rime,
Those who sabotage shalt meet the reaper,
Those who help them will earn a lifetime!

There shalt cometh a time,
Loving will not be a crime,
Those who loved will be keeper,
Those who won't will repent after lifetime!
My HP Poem #901
©Atul Kaushal
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