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Karijinbba Jul 31
One Man Woman I am!
who can my will bend?
My ancient Rickpt is married
He froze ON me, in shame I weep!
I exist only as buried loot in his
memory chip a known fool.
An awakening in my mine.
My true North king he was.
I remember him well.

A new identical lover
Is cradled in the fabric
of Indian space for me,
between yearning voids.
and virtual true love in poem,
our grace reads true. our enemy
snare titens
Distance norrows.
Single flower pollinator
Virtual jaanam prēmī
My shame is iced blue.
Let thine ink flow
to paint my loner gates light
and end my bitter mourning.
at zone, Twighlight.
Spill thine heart my friend
to mary golds own woods.
Write thy verse clear
sōja prēmī soojan premee
~~~~
Rich-Rdd fair well beloved.
I so wish you well.
~~~~~
By Karijinbba.
7595/7-21
https://youtu.be/6KvO7dUZEYk
Karijinbba Jun 23
mera dil jayapur bhaarat mein dhadakata hai
~my heart beats in Jaipur India~

Dil ko tumse pyar hua Jayapur
~my heart fell in love
with you in Jayspur India~

mera dil ham jayapur bhaarat mein toot gaya
~my heart is broken in Jayapur India~
~all the way to America.~

mera dil ham sabhee tarah se tod diya amerika aur vaapas karane ke lie

mera dil bhaarat se lekar amerika aur peechhe tak toota hua hai

It just means
My heart is broken all the way from India to America and back.

that's the beauty of being s poetess
we can dream aware
that dreams don't always come true

ek kavayitree hone ke naate yahee khoobasooratee hai

ham sapane dekhate hain ki sabhee sapane sach nahin hote hain
~~~~~
My dear Hello Poetry
I didn't cared for followers
nor comments or denied suns
I was looking for my true love.

mere priy ech.*** sun
mujhe pholoars kament kee paravaah nahin thee aur na hee sooraj sun

mujhe apane sachche pyaar kee talaash thee

I found my beloved asleep
deep in my heart

mainne apane priy ko apane dil kee gaharaiyon mein soya paaya.

~just waiting for my kiss.~
bas mere chumban ke lie intajaar.
Just waiting for my kiss.
~~
By Karijinbba
06-2021
Love is a many splendored thing
Inspired by the few followers
who had wisdom to bet on my future
unselfishly.
benefits to my life story belong only to me
and my kin nobody else here.
Riddhi N Hirawat Nov 2019
Ek metro, saanp si guzar rahi hai kuch duur
Ek nabh faila hai uske upar - Neela sa kaala
Ek chaand chamak raha hai uss nabh mein
Kuch baadal sarak rahe hain paas mein uske
Usi metro ki tarah par dheere zara
Thandi hawayei hain.
Usme goonjta mera aaj khada
Kuch thandak hai inn hawaon mein
Aur bohot sara sukoon bhara

Aisi hi hoti hai wo chaand ki thandak?
Jinhen sunte, apna bachpan beet gaya
Kya sheetalta swarg ki aisi hai kahin?
Jisey suna kayion ka jeevan guzar gaya
Kya raambaan sukh yahi toh nahi
Kya kamdhenu vriksha aisa tha kabhi
Kya Ramcharitmanas mein hanumat
Ka Rambhakti amrit lagta tha yun hi?

Aisa hi amritmay bachpan mein,
yaad hai mujhko lagta tha
Zameen se shuru uss lambi khidki
Se yahi chaand chamakta dikhta tha
Mama sa ban chup shant bhav se
Kuch baatein meri sunta tha

Kyunki khud bhumi par bistar pe so
Holi mujhe khilayi thi
Khud bhookhe reh uss ke paiso
Se mere bhai ko idli chakhayi thi
Bohot pasand thi usko uski idli
Aur rangbhari mujhe holi meri

Kya kabhi unhen main unka wapas
Ye rinn chukta kar paungi
Kya kabhi unnsi balwaan main ban kar
Unke liye itna kar paungi?
Kya usi chaand ki thandak si khushiyan
Unki jholi mein bhar paungi?

Kya bhool maaf karne ki hadd
Ko paar kar kar ke thake nahi wo?
Kya raat bhar bhi jagkar subah
Hans dawa banna bhoole nahi wo
Kya insaani roop mein hain
Bhagwan, "maa baap" kehlate jo?
Àŧùl Dec 2016
I have been to places for love,
Travelling I have been in love,
And learning I have from love.

I went from movies to homes,
To palaces & even to fortresses,
'Atul' learnt to love from travel.

I visited ancient places in love,
The sweet feeling togetherness,
Atypical Life I have lived along.

I used to go to Ambala years ago,
The sweet loving girl used to wait,
Along her I visited movies & kissed.

I went to Jaipur & even Agra next,
The sweetest for us both was Jaipur,
Agra was where I gifted my virginity.

I kissed at the Old Fort at New Delhi,
The kiss at fort gave me goosebumps,
Attic was where the seductress kissed.

I kissed inside her home in the sitting,
That night was dead as she kissed me,
Above the sleeping King was the kiss.
Not proud to have kissed multiple girls.
But yes, I did learn loving via travelling.
I got back my memory and I am not happy about it.
I regret losing my virginity to someone who is history and kissing them who moved on.
But yes, travelling taught me how to love and who to love.

HP Poem #1331
©Atul Kaushal

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