I'm a collection of solitudes
A silence derived from
the summation of all languages

Hear it in your parents' words;
in their sugar-coated testimony of disappointment
and let it
writhe around your neck,
until the ground neath you
slips.

(For your own sake,
don't struggle.)

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.

While referring to me
She previously used it to mean a
Very Important Person.

But now I've realized
My mistakes & worth in her life as a
Very Idiotic Person.

I used to care so much for her
I was protective for her future
My directions were my misgivings
This is what she thought of my advice.

She grew sick of my advice
She used to not follow it and suffer
She wasted eons stuck in the bog
All that after eating Punjabi junk food
And guess what, she prefers suffering health problems
And wasting her precious time in pain
She ditched me instead of abandoning junk food.

But to tell my young girlfriend
To follow a discipline in her life,
Is it such a grievous crime by me?

Whatever you might say,
She ditched me for it,
Like she did 2 years back.

She will think, 'Atul is a true lover,
He'll wait for me to repent,'
I am neither that ever forgiving God,
Nor I'm an idiot to again forgive,
I have moved on bearing at helm the self-respect I managed to preserve,
But she's surely not the one for me,
And I no longer care who's mine,
I'll live with that apparently egotistic persona.

Because I have kissed death once,
I realize what my standing in life means,
To me, I am the most important person now,
I'll live my life on my own terms,
Alone if I must.

Her name was my password...

Now I surely have changed my password,
But my hand still moves in that fashion...
The thing is that I truly loved her,
Where she saw negative attitude in me,
It's incomprehensible for many that know me...
She ditches me for her own comfort,
'It's okay,' I say, 'Come back after your exams,'
'I'll be waiting for you.'
But what she says is, *'You will waste your time,'
'Don't wait for me.'

I am a lover - sincere and true,
Romancing my love is my creed.
I am a lover - sometimes rude,
But never am I *****-mouthed,
I am a lover - never I'm crude,
Truly guiding my love is my right.
You will be happy and that is my assurance.

I have moved away from you,
For the time being as of need.
I will wait till your war is over,
Supplying you with proxy help,
I am not backing off from my end,
Standing guard will be me - your lover.
You will be free to tackle it your own way.

In That Moonlit Night Standing In The Abaft,
Watching The Towed Flaccid Wooden Raft,
I Thought That I Saw An Angel Resting,
Lying Exhausted There In That Craft.

I Call The Girl Out Unbeknownst Of Her Kind Name,
"Hey Young Lady!!" To Which She Didn't Much Respond,
She Looked Up Towards Me Once In Anguish & Collapsed,
I See Desperation In Her Amber Eyes & Resolve To Help Her.

The Crewmen Had Now Been Doing The Paddles After Resting,
I Summon My Captain & Ask, "Do You See That Girl In The Raft?"
The Senile Captain Smiles To Say, "Commodore, Better Get Married,"
I Look Just Clueless To Which He Simply Replies, "There Is No Girl."

True He Was As She Had Simply Disappeared,
I Started Thinking Of My Sleep Needs That Day,
I Looked Around Again In A Hope To Find The Girl,
I Had Compromised My Routine As The Commodore.

Then I Immediately Realized It Was My Wild Phantasm,
Now This Was Just A Plain Illusion Of A Tired Sailor's Mind,
No Mermaids Could Have Ever Existed In Reality & Were Fake,
I Turned Towards The Deck To Go Back To My Bunk For Sleeping.

As I Climbed Down The Stairs To Enter My Room Amazed & Dazed,
I Saw Her Standing And Waiting For Me By The Side Of My Bunk,
I Accepted That Delusion Of My Mind & Started To Lie Down,
She Said, "I'm As Real As Your Thoughts, Don't Fear Me."

She & I-Me & Her, Had The Best Time That Night,
In The Morning She Was Gone & Was Just Gone,
Disappeared Into Thin Air While I Was Asleep,
Each Day I So Dearly Long For Her To Return.

A long poem is
Me...

A longer poem is
You and me..

The longest poem is
We both together.

Under the stark starry night
Listening to winds fight..

Our eyes staring into each other
Together we are lost in poetry...

She bought me
A new dress
On an evening
With cool breeze

She told me
To wear it
On the
Day of Love

I had worn
As she said
Stood before her
All smiles

The Pant's loose I said
Remember she said
When it becomes tight
Success comes to you

Yes, the pant's so tight
That I can't wear it now
And yes, success came to me
But, you are not here
to celebrate with me
On the Day of Love