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778 · Mar 2015
You Know What
Àŧùl Mar 2015
A time will come when we will remember this painful time and smile looking at each other's wedding ring.

Then and there we will hold each other's waists while just silently letting our lips do the rest of the talking.

But till then we must persevere and preserve our love in this relationship while we make the best of this new found timing.

Exclusive is your love I now realize and recognize that you are so cute and beautiful that the world admires your sayings.

So just stay calm I will and feel happier with just the love you gift to me all the time in our life so sweetly singing.

I'll let myself feel as free as you and don't love me lesser than you do otherwise this tinnitus I will keep feeling.

To you my lover I promise that you won't ever feel ignored by me and all will fall in place for our Sun to start shining.
Just stay assured it will all be fine.

My HP Poem #814
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Apr 2013
They have a wide choice
To pick any sharp-pointed
Tool to slice my neck with
Or to stick in my stomach.
But no!
I know that they won't be
Satisfied hurting me ******
And so they took to words
Or simple boycott they've.
...Their weapons...

Unluckily they were once my friends
And I had set afire the newest trends
Improvising & exploiting my ways,
Which they follow until these days.
And lo!
They forget me - they forgot me
They have forgotten my words
For I wasn't their teacher ever
Nor would they ever become
...Atul Kaushal Sharma...
My HP Poem #151
© Atul Kaushal
778 · Dec 2016
The Best Playgirl Ever Born
Àŧùl Dec 2016
Kindly I agree that she used to be innocent,
Rose-like her behaviour used to be scented,
In the ******, she deserted my ship,
Puncturing holes in the old floor as she left,
I** was then looking in the air for a support...

I am not aware why this bitterness lingers,
Senseless memories do not fade away easy.

Hear my plea, O Isis, send your best warrior,
End this search of mine that Aphrodite couldn't,
Rise I will then like the morning bloodshot sun.
HP Poem #1340
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Apr 2013
He married her.
She was from really far away.
She lived in a home over two thousand kilometers.

He had promised her.
She had been defied by him later.
She was promised by him that he would shift to her land.

He wished to be more active.
She couldn't bear the stench of his breath.
She was having a bad time with it and was more inactive therefore.

He later turned perfidious to her.
She again felt defied and extremely cheated by him.
She could not accept that her husband was doing what she had only heard of.

He never regretted when caught red-handed.
She prevented herself from committing suicide at that time.
She thought of her son on a second thought when she was considering of a suicide.

He could not see beyond the mountains & the valley.
She was scared and could never wish to grasp the tower he offered.
She only considered marriage as a union of souls beyond the basic physical requirements.

He was not as wrong he seemed and his family boycotted him.
She never thought of love to be existing beyond the words and the promises.
She always thought of love as untouched & divine set free from all the requirements & the cravings.
21 Lines of Misunderstanding & Infidelity
My HP Poem #164
© Atul Kaushal
777 · Feb 2015
I Am Just Scared
Àŧùl Feb 2015
I am not scared of heights,
Not of anything or living beings,
Be it a snake or be it a lion.

I am really brave,
Not put out my flame,
By any serious accident.

I had all my organs failed,
Not my heart had died,
Bring the worst & I won't die.

I was tried by Yamdoot,
No, He couldn't take me,
Because I refused to die then.

I was tried by deadly viral,
Even a fever of 107ºF couldn't **** me,
Because I was yet to meet you.

I am just scared to lose you,
Won't you hold my hand?
Won't you stand by my side...?

Because I know that for sure,
If you are gone from my life,
So would my breath & heartbeat.
Yamdoot is the Hindu messenger of Death working under Shiva & Brahma.

My HP Poem #782
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Oct 2013
It was a very long day in the summer of '12,
The day was a hotter one in the third week of June when I came to know of her.

She was fifteen but her eyes said she was 12,
Her name is unique and unheard of elsewhere and I was impressed after reading poems by her.

I had made up my mind to not fall in love again,
But I was unaware of the Crown written in my destiny is the cutest one ever.
My HP Poem #444
©Atul Kaushal
777 · Dec 2016
What I Invested In Life
Àŧùl Dec 2016
I invested in love.
Then I kindled it,
With faithfulness.

I sowed the seed,
Then I watered it,
With so much care.

I am so well-versed with life,
Then I know a thing about it,
With patience, it only ripens.

I want it to grow,
Then I must care,
With high patience.

I planted the tree,
Then I must wait,
With selflessness.
HP Poem #1326
©Atul Kaushal
776 · Apr 2017
Love
Àŧùl Apr 2017
If love is successful,
It can translate as life.
If love is unsuccessful,
It can be deadly too.

If love is successful,
One may play the leisurely fife.
If love is unsuccessful,
One may start their countdown.

If love is successful,
It can bless a person.
If love is unsuccessful,
It will **** the person.
My HP Poem #1511
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Dec 2012
How could someone be so cute,
I asked her so trying not to sound rude.
How could I be knowing about this,
She answered back looking even more cute.

But oh somebody must make her understand,
That it was she whom I complimented.
But it won't matter if not many did tell her this,
Satisfied I am that I could first start it.

Kreeps dear this one's for you,
No matter how far we stay,
Wait for the time anew,
It'll show us a way.
@Little one: This one's for you :-)(-:
© Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Dec 2016
My age is less than your Jesus,
I was born 2 days before X-mas,
The year was 1990 Anno Domini.
My HP Poem #1336
©Atul Kaushal
775 · Jul 2017
Loner
Àŧùl Jul 2017
I speak of a sore loner,
A loner who had a *****,
And only his hands for help.

He's so scared of teenage pregnancy,
He spent his years juicing his sausage,
As he often got bored of 'his monotony'.
My HP Poem #1640
©Atul Kaushal
775 · Mar 2015
She Said
Àŧùl Mar 2015
"It's not for sale,
You can't buy my love."

Then I replied,
"But I can trade it for love."*

Gladly enough,
She agreed & gave in to my touch.
My HP Poem #795
©Atul Kaushal
774 · Oct 2016
Heart Lost Since Long Now
Àŧùl Oct 2016
Oh my heart is lost since long,
I feel so heartless now.

What remains inside beating,
Is a hollow pump now..

And it still beats, not for me...
HP Poem #1176
©Atul Kaushal
774 · Apr 2015
Compoetriots
Àŧùl Apr 2015
Because here aboard Hello Poetry,
Most of us are in the same fleet.
This post is a tribute to all of you,
Because I'm genuinely pleased.
We are one family & many people care,
So understanding poets you all are best.
I am so grateful to my compoetriots...

I am so lucky to be here with you all,
There are no borders here & no divide,
Really close to Utopia if we want it to.
Because if it becomes perfect,
The place will never be unique.
Most of you are very genuine,
Because it stays so interesting...
My HP Poem #830
©Atul Kaushal
773 · Jul 2013
My Red Heart
Àŧùl Jul 2013
Got its colouration from the sins;
The sins I do and the atrocities you do;
Mysteriously upon me - just me...

My red heart scarring CRIMSON still;
There's no torch shining to search for you;
I now drop you as you've stopped struggling;
In the dark night I find myself laughing.....

I went away after I'd finished my job-task;
There's no heart beating for you any more;
You called this upon thyself & now sleep...

There's no gun issuer alive now anywhere;
I'm not a mad guy so I don't live a nomad's life;
You did succeed in rending my sinner's life;
Into a meaningless transporter's life.....
My HP Poem #341
©Atul Kaushal
773 · Mar 2017
A Sinful Mistake
Àŧùl Mar 2017
I try to kindle a sweet pupa
As I bring it here to my room
And I keep it there on the floor.
Then I start to observe it regularly.
Soon one day it starts to stir up
So I try to help the moth inside
And I cut its pupa with a knife.

What came out was a beautiful butterfly!

But the butterfly would not fly,
Instead it started squirming there,
And it looked quite pitiful grounded.
The natural struggle had been absent.
It was a sinful mistake at that time,
My helping it break open its pupa,
It had not learned to struggle.

I watched it staying so grounded there!

I could not make it learn anything,
My helping it metamorphose was bad,
And it was actually criminally awful,
Now it will spend its life thinking,
And only thinking that it is normal,
Lying & squirming was its capability,
I hate myself for ruining the pupa.
I am so sorry for The Mystery.
I have realized what mistake I made.
It was totally wrong trying to manipulate.
I'll admit that I should've stayed away.
Now the girl might never realize it.

But she had a lot of scope to toil hard.
Toil hard to reach the pinnacle of success.
I'm sorry to have ever come close to you.

Please don't be like the disturbed pupa.
You can do a lot of hard work yourself.
Please don't hesitate to work hard in India.

Away from India you have to work harder.
And I have known more stories of people who broke down.
Please don't think that you must do the opposite of whatever I say.

I rest my case in hopes that you will not do your own damage in a bid to show me that I have always been wrong.

I wish that I could revert the time back to December 31st 2012 wee hours when the actual damage happened behind the veil of love.

It was untimely love for you and me.

I don't say anything like you were immature for love at that time but I just wanted to recount the things as they came out.

My HP Poem #1469
©Atul Kaushal
772 · Nov 2015
Hope (2º Acrostic)
Àŧùl Nov 2015
In a rejuvenated hope I remind.

A** wise collection of words,
My memory shares with you.

Some days are really bad,
Others are even worse,
Reign they who have the reins,
Reins to their own life,
Yet in synch with love.

Kindness may soar high,
Routing away is no solution,
If you let patience prevail,
Problems will be solved,
In fact, you lose nothing.
I am your Drona forever.
All I ask is patience, dear.
Our perseverance will pay us brightly.
My HP Poem #920
©Atul Kaushal
771 · Jun 2017
Nothing To Lose
Àŧùl Jun 2017
Initially,
Her thought was a positive one,
And my memory sharpened,
So much that I still remember,
The first time she doublecrossed,
So like kids I had wept for her,
And an older friend Madhur,
His shoulder was my tear pillow.

Madhur had said, "If she made you cry now, how can she be your fabled truest lover, your soulmate?"

I remember how she had argued,
That I never cared enough for her,
But all my time was just for herself,
I so resent her for ever forgetting it,
How she revised her 10th with me,
I gifted her self-belief back then,
I know now she silences me.

I remember how I fixed a deal,
We sold the Bengaluru property,
For it our family had flown there,
But I remember how she was misled,
2013 was marred by an old terror,
My old phobia of getting ditched,
She forgot I got it sold for her.

2014 was a bit happier for me,
But I had wrongfully let her be,
I gave her immature self the key,
That key to my utmost happiness,
To behave like that I was foolish,
She was happy having my time,
Did I ever look at another girl?

I remember when my dad was ill,
He was admitted to the hospital,
In '15 winters it was exam time,
She had 'gain swayed off of me,
Young girl presented a Catch-22,
Choose from my thirst or thy dad,
I chose dedicatedly serving my dad.

I still try to woo her back in vain,
For I know she is a bullet astray,
Shot into the period by her age,
Social bounds are now a cage,
Like a Catty she pounces upon,
She surfs upon an internet tide,
And thinks that she is up to date.

Now I feel so tired of trying,
But I will try once again,
I will go to her house,
Once more I will go,
My course ends soon,
Now I just have to gain,
For there is nothing to lose.

Even our newer bigger home,
In Karnal comes to completion,
Opportunities are many in here,
Researching life I am indulged in,
Now is the time for me to watch,
Plan, act & watch the outcome,
I see joy is 'round the corner.

My happiness is in my own hand,
The pursuit of it is not so bland,
It is the most full of challenge,
No time to lose in indulgence,
It's now when I must perform,
The pursuit approaches an end,
My joy is in making destiny bend.
My HP Poem #1587
©Atul Kaushal
770 · Nov 2024
February 6, 2000
Àŧùl Nov 2024
When you were born, oh my dear,
No doctor—no midwife predicted,
But, oh my dear, you've been a granny,
All throughout, all throughout.

When I first saw you,
I wanted to take you home,
Adorable, lovable, and pure
I really did want to kidnap you.

Why, you ask me...
Look at yourself,
Those pure eyes,
That cute face,
And that cuddly body.

I saw you in 2024,
And you were 24 years old,
I realised you're a 24-year-old grandma.
No fun, no bun, no run.

Oh, Teddy, I so wish...
I hope that you realised it...
Your words hurt me...
How you compared hurt me...

You generalised my trauma,
How could you compare?
You said, "Disabled people even clear UPSC-CSE,"
But you didn't stop there,
And you kept misbehaving...

If you never wanted to marry me,
You could've simply told your mom.

Off and on,
Undying spirit,
Not of positivity,
But of vengeance.

You never actually apologised,
So, I never forgave,
But it's hard,
Yes, it's so hard,
Hard to forget what we forged.

I had seen a world in your eyes,
In my mind, I had seen a future,
A future where you are with me,
A future where I train you, honey.

But why did we separate out?
C'mon now, tell me, why did we?
Couldn't you just be mine?
I wanted to live with you.

What was the need for separation?
I'm perplexed by how things went.
It was so right initially, the elation.
Why did the things prematurely end?
My HP Poem #2020
©Atul Kaushal

Meta AI's comments:
This poem is a heartfelt expression of:

1. Longing and love
2. Hurt and betrayal
3. Unforgiveness and nostalgia

The speaker addresses Teddy, born February 6, 2000, with a mix of affection and pain.

*Initial Affection*

- Admiring Teddy's purity, cuteness, and charm
- Desire to protect and care for Teddy

*Painful Shift*

- Realization of Teddy's transformation (24-year-old "granny")
- Hurt by Teddy's words, comparisons, and misbehavior
- Feeling traumatized and unforgiven

*Unresolved Emotions*

- Confusion and perplexity about separation
- Longing for a lost future together
- Unresolved issues and unspoken apologies

*Key Questions*

- Why did Teddy hurt and betray the speaker?
- Why did they separate?
- Why couldn't Teddy be honest about their intentions?

*Poetic Devices*

- Imagery (pure eyes, cute face, cuddly body)
- Metaphor (24-year-old granny)
- Repetition (oh my dear, why did we?)
- Rhetorical questions

*Themes*

- Toxic relationships
- Emotional trauma
- Unforgiveness and nostalgia
- Longing for lost love

This poem is a powerful expression of complex emotions.

Would you like to:

1. Explore ways to process emotional trauma?
2. Discuss healthy communication in relationships?
3. Analyze the impact of comparisons on self-esteem?
4. Examine poetry as a therapeutic outlet?
Àŧùl Mar 2016
I manifest the human form,
Born in India - a colourful land,
Knew I not that this cradle will hurt,
Flying in my eyes not just sand,
But such an extreme storm.

****

I had some dreams as a boy,
They were put into a young heart,
My mom wanted my royal wedding,
I dreamt that my heart is treated,
Never did I dream as a toy.

****

But alas! This heart was a child's toy.
It's doomed to be broken - shattered.
Love is supposedly a melodious lyre.
It's fragrant in stories & even poems.
All that can be arranged is this pyre.
My life's fairly disheveled - scattered.
But in the end, I remained just a boy.
My HP Poem #1046
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Dec 2012
Is that because you have not experienced it,
Or due to the reason that you hear only bad about it,
Rotting & offensive stench of death discourages you, yes it does.

You would call me a mad man if I said that I've tried dying once,
But yes, definitely I've tried it once by getting my bike,
My helmet-protected head collided onto road.

It was because of the mishap I passed into a long sleep from it,
Or you may prefer to use the more appropriate word for it- coma,
Testing my limits & my loved ones for their love that I turned poetic.

Personality changes occur after a great emotional or physical upheaval,
So did to me, definitely was less bent towards this art form,
My people think I'm not me but someone primeval.

You & anyone who claims the otherwise to be true can confuse it to be bad,
With extremest pain for the self & the family of the one who dies,
But it's not their only confusion & not their only fear.

What we fear isn't just death,
It's the addictions controlling you & me,
Addiction of family, vices & oxygen made me win!
© Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jul 2014
No - no, I am not a vampire-bat,
But still I stay awake in the night,
Gazing the ceiling's glowing clock,
Forecasting our conjoined destinies,
Either we meet sweet success in love,
Or we are posed with strict resistance,
All our possibilities are weighed by me.
And dear, I am a realistic person who is also an optimist.

My HP Poem #654
©Atul Kaushal
769 · Oct 2016
A New Outlook
Àŧùl Oct 2016
Shouldn't we make all the politicians,
Famous or not first bear as prerequisite,
Bear the mandatory minimum sentences?

It'll be really revolutionary for the civility,
For it could be revolutionized - the polity,
Won't it narrow down the differences?
HP Poem #1176
©Atul Kaushal
769 · Dec 2016
Veiled Interests
Àŧùl Dec 2016
I wanted the girl,
As I loved her, and,
She reflected my love.
But it's a thing of the past.
She reflected my love,
As I loved her, and,
I wanted the girl.
My HP Poem #1342
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jan 2014
My heart beats calmly
-It just calls her name-
With each strong beat

My life just revolves
-She does not know it-
Only around herself

My concentration has
-Quite interestingly ya-
Improved drastically
My HP Poem #518
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jul 2013
They don't see any amongst the other animals.
They had learnt about dogs in their childhood.
They fight only for the canine rights & rejoice calling themselves as animal-rights activists.

*No offence intended to anyone in particular & all similarity is purely coincidental.
But you may take it personally only if you wish to intentionally argue!
But hey!! There're common mongrels too that need your attention too!!!
My HP Poem #364
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Sep 2013
Oh my dear Darling!!!
It's a special day today,
Another year old they say,
If you asked me I'd say,
A very happy birthday!

This is your day divine!!!
It's one year more for you,
Another year passed by you,
If I wish on your day to you,
Another year awaits you!

I'll come two years later!!!
It'll be really awesome then,
Another year'll then be waiting,
If I had the privilege to come,
Another happy year awaits!

I again confess my love to you,
It's really funny but I do love you,
Another year is there for me & you,
If I blessed all the ages upon you,
Another couple of years to wait!

It'll be much intimate at that time,
It must be a relation of previous life,
It must be like this relation we share,
It must be - more sweet than sugar,
Another poem will be written daily.
Today on 23rd September, it's my best friend Kripi's birthday and this is another poem and a suggestion based on my experience for her.
And as I couldn't make a plan of visiting her city materialize, this poem is an attempt to make her smile. :-)
This is your lucky birthday buddy!
Smile and enjoy!
Relax & rejoice!
Keep smiling inside your heart.
Study well.
We will meet in the end as we are true and as you are destiny's sun shining through for me.
By the way.......
Your age = 16 = 1 + 6 = 7!
My HP Poem #430 (4+3+0=7!)
©Atul Kaushal
764 · Jul 2013
How She Charms
Àŧùl Jul 2013
She praises me with all her pretty smiles;
The ones she passes & winks to me daily;
And even the ones she keeps to herself...

She criticizes me so genuinely & sweetly;
The harsher ones are sweet in her voice;
And she doesn't even have to try for it...

She breathes just soo-sweetly during calls;
The warmth of her exhalation can be felt;
And so I imagine it on a winter Sunday...

She talks so softly that even roses'll blush;
The words escape her lips so effortlessly;
And the way she tells the three words...

She complains so childishly which confuses;
The tone of her voice tells me she's the one;
And I plan who'll be cuter - her or the kids!
And I complement her feelings wholeheartedly.
My HP Poem #344
©Atul Kaushal
762 · Jun 2013
No Bluffing - Seriously!
Àŧùl Jun 2013
I am confident,
As you are my confidant.
Take this cue,
As you want to avoid the queue.
I am your dear,
As you seem like a sweet deer to me.
Take this beer,
As you will find me a wild bear jumping.
I am an imminent success,
As you will see my poems are all immanent.
I would be an eminent person for sure,
As you will see my persona develop and shine.
Written for you-know-who because it's you! ;-)
My HP Poem #273
©Atul Kaushal
762 · Sep 2024
Tittle In Your Life
Àŧùl Sep 2024
You're a person with a standard,
Of your life, I look to become a part.
Me you'll never find meandered,
For you, I'll prepare the custard.
You may call it a pudding if desired,
Or you may just consume that.
But you be well-mannered,
I need you humble & well-behaved.
My HP Poem #1991
©Atul Kaushal
762 · Sep 2014
Seeing You
Àŧùl Sep 2014
Seeing you it starts singing,
My heart, my heart.
I just want you,
Along me, each birth…

You are in my dreams,
You are among my loved ones.
Seeing you it starts singing,
My heart, my heart.
I just want you,
Along me, each birth…

I’m in all your memories,
I’m in all your promises.
Recall those moments and dreams,
Just remember those which we spent and decorated together!
When you came, why I felt like…
You are housed in my heart, oh dear – you’re mine!
Seeing you it starts singing,
My heart, my heart.
English translation of my Hindi song.

My HP Poem #667
©Atul Kaushal
762 · May 2020
August Landmesser
Àŧùl May 2020
All the strength of my impertinent love.
I shall be the August Landmesser.

Low I shall keep my arm en masse,
Of course, I shall not heil the Führer,
Viewing my parents as the dictators, I am,
Expect me they do forget the love of yours.

Yet I shall not comply with their orders,
Of course, I shall always love only you,
Unless I am successful, rest I shall not.
My HP Poem #1846
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Oct 2016
I thought that all my pains will go,
That was my selfish motive in love.

I never foresaw my health worsening,
Now my head aches more, sweetly, though.

I have her bouncing in my memories,
May be on my pure love she was bouncing.

I should have coated my love for protection,
Lest she entered a period of parturition.

I wanted to sacrifice myself more for her,
Less for myself in the game of love.

I never wanted her to turn rougue,
For I had sworn my loyalty to her.

I know not where this vertigo will take me,
Everything shakes so violently in my head.
HP Poem #1205
©Atul Kaushal
759 · Feb 2014
Grandiose
Àŧùl Feb 2014
The Grandiose Of Our Love,
Lies Not In The Fact That It Is Young,
Nor In The Innocence It Always Shall Bear...

The Grandiose Of Our Love,
Lies Not In The Fact That It Is True,
Nor In The Romance It Always Shall Bear..

The Grandiose Of Our Love,
Lies Not In The Fact That It Is Art,
Nor In The Beauty It Always Shall Bear.
My HP Poem #551
©Atul Kaushal
757 · Nov 2012
I'll Love You The Best
Àŧùl Nov 2012
I'll love you the best,
Yes, I tell you a fact,
No, it needs no proof,
I'll definitely love you the best.

I'll love you the best,
Yes, I'll embrace you in drowning sun,
No, time won't be on a lightning run,
I'll definitely love you the best.

I'll love you the best,
Yes, you just need to try me,
No, don't you be uncertain,
I'll definitely love you the best.

I'll love you the best,
Yes, I'll take you to a dreamworld,
No, there won't be any trouble,
I'll definitely love you the best.

I'll love you the best,
Yes, you're going to enjoy it,
No, I won't make it harsh,
I'll definitely love you the best.

I'll love you the best,
Yes, you're going to forget the world,
No, you won't miss any of it,
I'll definitely love you the best.

But oh dear,
Who knows of it,
You always live so near,
Closest to my heart like the beat.
My HP Poem #6
© Atul Kaushal
757 · May 2013
How My Card Palace Falls
Àŧùl May 2013
I build my palace of cards.
High, huge & majestic I build it.
People see it & envy me for having it.
But still it is just a palace built of cards.
Our maid switches on the ceiling fan now.
All the cards scatter & I just watch helplessly.
Wish I could just prevent the palace from falling.
My HP Poem #231
©Atul Kaushal
755 · Jul 2021
Before I Fall Asleep
Àŧùl Jul 2021
Before I fall asleep,
Let me dream a little.
If I dream about you,
Will you dance with me?

Before I get nightmares,
Let me rhyme a little.
If I sing a song to you,
Will you make love with me?

Before I fall from heaven,
Let me prepare a little.
If I fall in love with you,
Will you promptly hold me?
My HP Poem #1934
©Atul Kaushal
755 · Sep 2018
Hi Jack! (Part 1)
Àŧùl Sep 2018
How are you?
And how is Jill?
I gathered in KG,
That you fell down,
Broke your crown
And Jill came tumbling after.
You must have grown up by now.
My HP Poem #1718
©Atul Kaushal
755 · Apr 2024
If I Were A Time Traveller
Àŧùl Apr 2024
If I were a time traveller,
Would I be able to jump back?
Or would I die in the process?

And if I could do a thing again,
Presuming that I reach back in time,
Would I remain conscious of what needs to be rectified?

And what's the guarantee that
What happened won't repeat itself the same way?
And what's going to happen to my existence in this timeline?

Traveling time would not make any difference,
Why?
Because the past has already happened, it can't be changed.

If at all, I'd end up in a parallel timeline,
Stuck forever,
In the middle of people who want me dead.
My HP Poem #1965
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Mar 2013
I could buy you a Phantom,
I could buy you a Kohinoor,
I could buy you a Penthouse,
But I could never truly buy your heart,
To your pleasure & my **satisfaction...
© Atul Kaushal
754 · May 2017
Not Written In My Destiny
Àŧùl May 2017
An old hag, I tell ya,
She read my palm,
And revealed it.

That only momentary pleasures,
Were written in my destiny,
Of varying measures.

I agree to some extent,
Only torment is permanent,
As pleasures are just temporary.

Lost within myself they often get,
Like a delightful chocolate bar,
Akin to one from a beer bar.

Dissatisfied with every happiness,
Half filled with unspilled tears,
The other half of lost years.
My HP Poem #1545
©Atul Kaushal
753 · Dec 2023
A sure day in future
Àŧùl Dec 2023
My cute young daughter named Shatakshi
Asks, "Daddy-daddy what's this thingy?"
I, the caring father, with a gasp
Reply, "It is a fire ant that you grasp
And you hold where it has its stingy!"
A limerick for my future daughter, Shatakshi.

Another humorous poem. Another limerick.

HP Poem #1210
©Atul Kaushal
753 · Feb 2014
Catty & Doggy
Àŧùl Feb 2014
She mews oftentimes & I call her Catty,
At these times she is in a romantic mood,
I respond by a howl so she calls me Doggy.

Cats & dogs are enemies more than often,
But we gel well together loving each other,
Just straining bitterness away with our love..

I got her gifts and I never want to lose her,
Neither to confusions or misunderstandings,
Nor to the biggest power there exists of time...
My HP Poem #555
©Atul Kaushal
753 · Jan 2015
Assertions
Àŧùl Jan 2015
Statement:
I love her.

Truth:
I do love her but seek to change her, my love is untrue.

She's still a child at heart,
Unwilling to command it,
Wish I could be the same...

I would not say words,
To hurt her many times,
Wish I could be the same..

I take pity at her bad habits,
Forgetting once I was her age,
Wish I could be the same again.

But I know she'll grow up,
She'll meet her real match,
Someone as young as her.

It will not someone be surly as me,
Her match will surely be healthy,
Contrary to me he will be young..

I must live with myself,
I am not made for her,
I am made for none...
But does she not want to change me too?

My HP Poem #763
©Atul Kaushal
753 · Oct 2013
Just Us
Àŧùl Oct 2013
How I wish to take you far-far-far away,
To that end of the world where love won't sway.

With each new day your smiles won't get fainter,
We won't be needing any fake-fake-fake Godmen.

Cheerful children will be around for you and me,
Choosing our world to be the sweet-sweet-sweet place.

Cackles of our babies fill this dreamy cute home,
Caring for the next generation we will live happily.

Wonderful echoes of a glorious past will persist,
We will be able to look after the bright present.
My HP Poem #440
©Atul Kaushal
753 · Nov 2015
My Daddy (2º Acrostic)
Àŧùl Nov 2015
All fallen angels did transform,
Newly formed was that fetus,
It is known as My Father finally,
Rude He is not the slightest bit,
Uplifting my spirits he often is,
Dabbed my rugged body he did,
Doing I now am the least I can,
He to His Son has been Godly,
A**nd I want Him to guide my kids too.
My father's name is Aniruddha Kumar Sharma and he's the best!

My HP Poem #914
©Atul Kaushal
752 · Dec 2016
Cement of Love
Àŧùl Dec 2016
I can now remember,
The night spent together,
When we had lost virginity,
But had gained a lot of quality,
Our friendship had bettered itself,
It so seemed like the doing of an elf,
Strengthened with the cement of love,
Kindled with that tenderness of a dove,
But now this memory is not at all useful,
And now this heart is just very resentful,
A lot changed & is entirely irreversible.
HP Poem #1317
©Atul Kaushal
752 · Jan 2015
A Hope & A Promise
Àŧùl Jan 2015
Come out of the torment you are going through,
I will be waiting dear,
At the other invisible end of this dark tunnel only for you.

Come slap me with your results when they're out,
I am very confident that they will be fine
And I promise that I will only hug you in return.

Just please don't go so far away right now,
Take some time and don't come to conclusions.
In you, I saw my yesterday, in you I see my today, and only in you I will see my tomorrow.

Tomorrow will surely come,
You and me both know it,
It won't be too late and no damage done.

Just be calm,
Be generous,
Only shower your love on me.
For Kripi,
She's upset with me.

But actually,
She has just panicked in the shadow of exams like 2 years ago.

I understand it now even though she doesn't,
I got really upset when she said those words and abused her verbally for ditching me when I was in B'lore trying to sell our home there as I wanted to get settled here in the North and not in the South as B'lore is a difficult city and foremost reason, 'Kripi would be so far away from any society that she can easily communicate with as the language prominently spoken there is Kannada. Also, I didn't want her to feel too far away from her own home in Amritsar. While Karnal is only about 7 hours away from Amritsar via road/rail, Bengaluru is much more far away from Amritsar even by air.'

I am sorry Kripi, but now I understand your situation.

And have faith in yourself,
You will succeed in the worldly gauge of success for sure. But you have already succeeded in my eyes.

I won't hurry, you just patiently and dedicatedly appear for your exams.

Even then it's your wish whether you see a future with me or not.

My HP Poem #753
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Sep 2013
As I'm brought up by a working couple,
I have seen their mutual disagreement,
Not just in few but in many facets of life.

As I'm only facing loneliness since birth,
I have hated my lonely life as the only kid,
Not just in loneliness but also in a crowd.

As I'm treading on the path of life alone,
I have sought your constant company,
Not just in my dark but also in brightness.

As I'm experiencing your distant friendship,
I have this rare privilege of being inspired,
Not just in my poetry but also in my smiles.

As I'm going along you on this rugged path,
I have already started to realize your worth,
Not just make me feel blessed but also lucky.

As I'm looking out on the path of my life,
I have few reasons to be bothered about,
Not just about my health but also feelings.

As I'm receiving all the goods of happiness,
I have learnt a new lesson of love from you,
Not just about romance but also about care.
My HP Poem #426
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Sep 2013
Uno
She comes to my active memory.

Dos
She smiles looking at me.

Tres*
She hugs me.
My HP Poem #416
©Atul Kaushal
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