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Äŧül Jun 2015
Whether on the personal front,
Or on the career's front,
Or on the relationship's front,
There are several ingredients,
For success and happiness,
But the main is trust, strong trust.

Trust yourself and succeed in career,
Trust your partner and succeed in relation.
My HP Poem #873
©Atul Kaushal
Dr zik Mar 2015
You are in my conscious, hope, unconscious, wish, doubt
Your existence unshakable, hidden, obvious
                                         Start is You and end is You, yes and no is You!
Hidden in the core of heart, Owner, Tenant You!
Your Messenger has granted me such a caring light
                                         Start is You and end is You, yes and no is You!
You are with me O’ my Lord! soul speech is You!
Send is You receive is You, dealt and deal is You!
                                         Start is You and end is You, yes and no is You!
A call arose in my heart; go towards the Lord!
A wondrous way started: soul; attracted by You!'
                                         Start is You and end is You, yes and no is You!
You made me conscious of day; it’s prime of life
You are recognizer Lord; sign and soul is You!
                                         Start is You and end is You, yes and no is You!
To my mind there is only You; so seeking You!
How could I lose my Lord? Where? nowhere You?
                                         Start is You and end is You, yes and no is You!
I am feeling felt is You; deal and done is You!
I am fan and fun is You; all and One is You!
                                         Start is You and end is You, yes and no is You!
A translation of my own poem written in Urdu language. The name of book is "RAH TAKTI AANKH (راہ تکتی آنکھ)"
Äŧül Dec 2014
She was not solely a desire,
She was my requirement,
She was very beautiful,
Only till she showed her dark heart.

Her self-centred winds destroyed it,
Relation was beautiful,
That was a requirement,
It is just happy memories.

But now I must moved on,
She was not mine ever,
She could not get it,
For me it's yet another relation over.
Like all other instances I again think that I won't move on. But this time I genuinely think that I won't ever marry.

Thanks for whatever.

And I seriously doubt it if I would ever be able to forgive you.

My HP Poem #718
©Atul Kaushal

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