I have always been beckoning
In the streets and classrooms,
In the schools and coachings,
In the soccer goals and chess games.
I have always been searching,
In the lonely evenings and nights,
In the sunny days and afternoons,
In the packed markets and parties.
I have always been so very patient,
In the empty Sundays and holidays,
In the private moments and hours,
In the public places and datings.
But true love was nowhere,
I searched the whole world,
Then I finally had it accepted,
That true love was only twice.
First was when I was born,
To my mother and father,
Second was the rebirth,
In an ICU's rebreather.
My HP Poem #1604
©Atul Kaushal
