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 Jan 2017 Rachna Beegun
sks
To my future children,
nothing in life comes easy
you will hear these words all the time.

To my boys,
treat the world with a gentle touch
be kind
do not let others
teach you the ways in which
they think boys ought to be.

To my girls,
i say the same
but in this cruel, cruel world
remember that you breathe fire
for that is the only way
you will make it out alive.
Like a lingering doubt,
the moon stood on the maple tree―
for a relationship.

For my sake don't take a
downside, my liberalism
will suffer.

Killed in your own house
by lightning, have you
ever heard of self-immolation?

Let's make it simple.
Take it from the giver,
what he never had― and
don't ask the price.

Your eyes again befell
a giant. How would you live
without the fireflies?
Can you not
Spare a soft word
You look at her
With devouring eyes
Grasp her in your arms
Pull her close
Anger when another dares touch
But yet
You do not speak
Not what she needs to hear
Tell her she is beautiful
When you hold her near
Speak not only with actions at hand
You are woman, I am man
When you stake your claim
For the world to see
Lean towards her ear
Whisper you are mine my dear
Be not only a lover of the flesh
Speak that she is tantalizing
When both you mesh
It should not be hard
To utter the sound
From your gullet
Out of your mouth
Those lips produce
Ectasy abound
Create more
With words from whence for
 Jan 2017 Rachna Beegun
Àŧùl
W** will love you as much as I used to,
As much as me who will pamper you,
And who will need you as much as I do,
Pent are the ways of happiness for me,
And there is need of love for my dear life,
Should you not come back to me smiling?

As much as me nobody needs you in life,
And as much nobody desires you either.

Just come back towards me gyrating,
And take your place back once again,
As if you had never gone away from me,
Of the time I spent alone give me relief.

Kind enough you are, I know that,
Re-entangled is my lonely life now,
Insidious is my life's new nickname,
Prevent my breath from leaving me,
I definitely need you back for me.

*
I miss you.
WAAPAS AA JAAO: The Hindi/Urdu phrase meaning come back.

My HP Poem #1374
©Atul Kaushal
 Jan 2017 Rachna Beegun
Àŧùl
1 day I'll make sure that the
2 of us make love through
3 a.m. in the wall clocks
4 will be no different
5 will be our bedtime
6 a.m. will be our sleep
7 a.m. we will be awake.
My HP Poem #1376
©Atul Kaushal
 Jan 2017 Rachna Beegun
Àŧùl
Oh uncle Sunny,
I love the way you rise.
With the warm calm that you do,
And with the redness you do mesmerise.
See my cover picture to know the poem's inspiration.

See its coloured version on my Facebook profile page.

My HP Poem #1377
©Atul Kaushal
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