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Vyiirt'aan Dec 2017
It is time you faced that abomination.

You don't need to be secretive about it;
You falter on the mere embrace of shame.

The frightening realisation that was brought forth
When you stumbled on the playground of greed.

The pestering of hands that point and eyes that stare
Bridled to your chest with lust for the meek.

On the edge of time you stood, floudering in a haze
To cope with the piercing daze of vertigo

Thus I ask to abolish that hurt
To call your empty heart and let go.
31/12

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Vyiirt'aan Dec 2017
I faced the bunnies of the apocalypse.

Their glare - ever so piercing,
             intruding,
                         alluring.

In purity, ceasing discontinuity,
the emotions so effervescent
Borderline present
in despair, the infernal chase

In a hellbent daze I secluded myself
From the vertigo of suicide, I was in a dazzle
The warmth of despair enveloping me
In golden hue.

Eerily
                        creeping
                   ­                          near
                                                     in
                                                       obscurity,

The effulgence of the universe darkened
my eyes.

The spinning epitome, ever so frightening
Enlightening, it drew
near.

The ambient visions speak       -       the devil sleeps
I stood amongst the burnt umber
in my heart.

The putrid dirt stains, the chocolate emulsion
Gagging me in repulsion, in absurdity of thee
The abominations dominate all

of my intention.
24/12

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Àŧùl Apr 2017
Oh Stars!
Enlighten my life
With your light.

Oh Earth!
Fill my canvas
With your colours.

Oh Air!
Elate my lungs
With your youth.

Oh Rivers!
Quench my thirst
With your freedom.

Oh Forests!
Hug my loneliness
With your completeness.

Oh Oceans!
Supply me oxygen
With your phytoplankton.

Oh Mountains!
Take away my vertigo
With your refreshing heights.
My HP Poem #1490
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Dec 2016
It is difficult to ignore,
When it is omnipresent,
Day or night doesn't matter.
Even though I had left that ship long ago,
Beeping ears and moving surroundings,
The cannons blared to give me tinnitus,
And the ship sailed to give me vertigo.

Now I hardly ever snore,
When I do it's instrumental,
As my naps no longer matter.

Beeping ears since long,
And vertigo since you left,
I definitely have been better.

No poems seem sane now,
And this one does neither,
To me, it's just a breather.
HP Poem #1304
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Dec 2016
I wanted a beautiful girl,
The good thing was that,
She wanted me as well...

I loved a young woman,
The strange thing is that,
She thought she loved me too..

But her love was limited,
Really disabled was her love,
And she could understand it not.

I went to her home,
Slept on the bed,
Made of Kashmiri willow..

She came as I slept,
Kissed me on the lips,
Woke me up anticipating more...

What ensued is just history,
It forms a part of my story,
An unforgetable memory..

A memory that digs out,
From my heart into blood,
Off my brain into a tumour.
HP Poem #1300
©Atul Kaushal
Alice R-P Mar 2016
I do not understand,
I do not know,
Where I stand,
Where should I go.
Sometimes high,
Sometimes low.
Feelings, emotions,
Everything around.
Vertigo.
anonymous999 Jan 2016
you left last week and
i have vertigo
the room spins if
i move my head
in any direction and
i think that
my body is telling me that
i need to keep my head up or
literally, i will fall
the universe is funny sometimes
Seán Mac Falls Dec 2015
Breaths underwater
In rivulets of her hair
Man could surely end
ajit patel Dec 2015
Black is emptiness,
waiting to be filled,  
origin and end ..
solid coal,  shining,
ready to embrace the flame..
Abyss,  vertigo,  
spinning disc of nothingness ready to swallow my soul...

Inspire fear in me it does not...
Anymore than the tiny streaks of colour,  
white waiting in the wings to strike pain..
Take me in O lovely Black..
Stretch me end to end,  
show me the vastness of your length,  
depth and spaces between..
Be one with me.. Lest someone colour me Red.
Silence Screamz Jul 2015
The look of sane
and perfect skin
Comes your way
well within

Take the step
but don't look down
Vertigo spinning
Madness sound

Beauty kills
with steps of cold
Off the edge
boldness goes

Insanity sinks
the devilish plot
Watch again
Alfred Hitchcock
Watched Vertigo today! What a great suspense thriller to watch!!!
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