Dec 2016
Naughty young dreamer,
I find your poems intriguing,
Demons within you fight,
Hoping to overcome the longing,
Into a different dimension you think.
You are the ice,
Of the cold winters,
Under the cover of snow.
Ask you don't this attention,
Rest assured as you deserve it,
Efforts you put wouldn't go waste.
Taste you will success,
Happiness, and,
Espouse you will the divine.
Because so I forecast,
Ecstatic you should feel,
So many well-wishers you have,
T**hey all will take you to paradise.
I find your poems intriguing,
Demons within you fight,
Hoping to overcome the longing,
Into a different dimension you think.
You are the ice,
Of the cold winters,
Under the cover of snow.
Ask you don't this attention,
Rest assured as you deserve it,
Efforts you put wouldn't go waste.
Taste you will success,
Happiness, and,
Espouse you will the divine.
Because so I forecast,
Ecstatic you should feel,
So many well-wishers you have,
T**hey all will take you to paradise.
Your own intro says the following:
I am a dreamer.
Most of my poems are baseless and at times don't make sense at all.
Depressed, sad, angry, hurt, alone, broken.. but yeah living.
I don't believe in love. But I think, love believes in me. I find it everywhere nowadays.
I love showers. Showers can wash away everything.
Smoke, dirt, his touch, his words.
I hate school but love education.
Can someone please kidnap me?
HP Poem #1312
©Atul Kaushal
I am a dreamer.
Most of my poems are baseless and at times don't make sense at all.
Depressed, sad, angry, hurt, alone, broken.. but yeah living.
I don't believe in love. But I think, love believes in me. I find it everywhere nowadays.
I love showers. Showers can wash away everything.
Smoke, dirt, his touch, his words.
I hate school but love education.
Can someone please kidnap me?
HP Poem #1312
©Atul Kaushal
