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 Apr 2017 Rachna Beegun
Àŧùl
How stars hide during the day,
I wonder and I wonder more...
Only one star, our Sun, is there.

How people just move on here,
I wonder why I can not ever...
Only she could & she moved on.

How long will it take for destiny,
I wonder when it will shine...
Only I can wonder, I can only wonder.
My HP Poem #1495
©Atul Kaushal
 Apr 2017 Rachna Beegun
Àŧùl
Especially if you had written,
Better engraved,
So many poems for her on your heart.

Especially if you had seen,
Better decorated,
So many dreams with her for future.

Especiallyif you had loved,
Better lived,
So many lives with her in moments.
My HP Poem #1496
©Atul Kaushal
 Apr 2017 Rachna Beegun
Àŧùl
I am happy that she freed herself,
But disappointed with her as well.

'Cause I had limited her she feels,
While she was her own delimiter.

I am happy that I had my fidelity,
But hurt with her eternal docility.

'Cause she was so docile overall,
While having such a crude ear.

I am happy that I am not with her,
But sad that I am very lonely now.

'Cause she was so close to my heart,
While keeping me close to her own.

I am happy that I did love her a lot,
But weeping that it is, after all, past.
My HP Poem #1497
©Atul Kaushal
 Apr 2017 Rachna Beegun
Àŧùl
I hoped that she will improve now,
Instead she's on a downward curve.

She got out of one LDR back at that time,
Only to fall into a longer one with him.

Haryana is closer to Punjab if compared,
Mauritius is so distant for another LDR.
My HP Poem #1498
©Atul Kaushal
 Apr 2017 Rachna Beegun
Àŧùl
He had loved you beyond reality,
Right there you made him unloved.

He struggled to prove you his worth,
You were everything that he ever loved.

He saw you read about feminism,
You misrepresented it as your brand.
My HP Poem #1477
©Atul Kaushal
 Apr 2017 Rachna Beegun
Àŧùl
Though I suspect that I won't die easily,
I won't try to get killed ever for dear life.

Though I have no one except my parents,
I will live for them - for myself this life.

At least till they are alive.

After they are gone,
My jijiwisha will vanish.

And I will simply choose to perish.
My HP Poem #1482
©Atul Kaushal
 Apr 2017 Rachna Beegun
Àŧùl
Come with me, dear friend, come,
I shall take you in the midst of nature,
There where the cuckoo sings aloud.

We will write a salute on the winds,
I have seen evening play with morning,
How the day plays with the evening.

For who is this, in whose name,
Oh songbird your melodious salute,
Tell us what is your secret of happiness.

The water forgets where to flow,
Sunlight touches arms of the trees,
These innocent faces & angelic names.

The shadows play with the trees,
Simply beckon us they do to come,
These jump down on the forest floor.

Come, follow me to the forest, dear,
Let's enjoy calm sounds of wilderness,
Here where the cuckoo sings carefree.
My HP Poem #1483
©Atul Kaushal
oh! l loved you
loved you like a love.

oh! I loved you
love is never love.

oh! l knew love
love that never do's.

but took the road to destruction,
making everything clear.
clear was everything in reason,
but never took it in consideration.

lying was what did day to day,
everyday living for change.
change was what wanted gray,
but wanted thing's were never in range.

happiness was what me wanted to have,
a thing that never had arrived.
arrival of yours was fresh air,
but departure had me heart halves.
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