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Cynthia Jan 19
Once upon a time,
I used to dream for light,
As I slept alone in bed.
And there I lay,
Either filled with thoughts,
Or filled with an empty head.

Then one cold night,
As the moon rose high,
I saw a book on the shelf,
I wiped off the dust,
And closed my eyes,
And then...

I read.

"Hello Cynthia!
Welcome back!
We missed you!
They all said.
And then I followed them home,
Deep through the woods,
Never to be seen again.
I just love Winnie the Pooh. It was my whole child hood and it brings back so many memories when I watch it. I honestly love them. So so much.
Äŧül Apr 2018
Dear Pooh Bear
I can never get over
The memory of your scent.

Never let me
Find you gone and
Just stay here until the end.

We have a dream
To pursue and achieve
For our cute next generation.
My HP Poem #1706
©Atul Kaushal
Äŧül Jan 2018
I got my first job.

Lesser than expected salary,
Otherwise, I'm very happy,
Very satisfied I'm as well,
Except for that change it I will.

You inspired me, Pooh Bear,
Of a bright future, I'm a holder,
Utopic partner, you're my beholder.
My HP Poem #1699
©Atul Kaushal
Äŧül Jan 2018
This morning calls out to me
and it tells me that the day,
It is going to be a good one
as with all the days with you.
My HP Poem #1694
©Atul Kaushal
Äŧül Jan 2018
Loving you I discovered myself,
Loving you I've attained Nirvaṇa.
Loving you I've defined my Karma,
Loving you I've adopted my Dharma,
Loving you I've found my identity,
Loving you I've moulded my life,
Loving you I've known myself.

Loving you is my sole mission,
Loving you is my only passion,
Loving you is my raging fashion,
Loving you is my loyalty creation,
Loving you is my full regression,
Loving you is my lonely lotion,
Loving you is my fuller ration.

Loving you never was a regret,
Loving you I have recounted it all,
Loving you is a thing I always knew.
This one is for you, my darling best friend Pooh Bear, like all other poems of mine.

Regression: Past life regression, recounting one's previous birth.

My HP Poem #1693
©Atul Kaushal
Äŧül Dec 2017
Don't you get tired, Dear Uncle Time?

Well, it's a different case with her,
My lover, she does get tired,
Her afternoon nap keeps her cuter.
A second expression.

My HP Poem #1684
©Atul Kaushal
Äŧül Dec 2017
Look there - my beauty sleeps!
Oh my dear pal Time steer,
Why do you overwork?

Take some rest, over here,
Let her rest & rejuvenate,
Allow her to sleep till dark.

Come, pal Time, let us bargain,
And you settle for a slower pace,
She's tired, my baby, let her sleep.
Personification of time.

My HP Poem #1684
©Atul Kaushal
Äŧül Nov 2017
I love You, my dear Princess Pooh,
There can't be anyone as good as You,
We are yet to meet each other,
Months spent together are so few.
My HP Poem #1677
©Atul Kaushal
Äŧül Sep 2017
I so often call you Pooh
You often call me honey!
I am not afraid of you
You may eat me up!
Because you are a human
And not a real bear!
My Lady Pooh Bear

Ich nenne dich so oft Pooh
Sie nennen mich oft Honig!
Ich habe keine Angst vor dir
Du kannst mich essen!
Weil du eine Frau bist
Und kein echter Bär!
*Meine Dame Pooh Bär
I used Google Translate to refine my English to German translation. It might be flibbertigibett at places.

My first German language poem ever.

My HP Poem #1661
©Atul Kaushal
Äŧül Sep 2017
I loved you yesterday,
For being my friend.
I love you today,
For being my lover.
Trust me, I will keep loving you,
I will love you forever,
For being my wife and my everything.
My HP Poem #1657
©Atul Kaushal
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