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719 · Mar 2014
A Day Will Come
Àŧùl Mar 2014
Your eyes would not ever get moistened,
Now just let me take all your pain away,
How much longer would you shove it in,
There is no place for tears in your eyes...

All your wishes and each of your desires,
They are all so tangy and sweet and sour,
Just wait until all the desires are fulfilled,
Do not worry dear such a day will come...
My HP Poem #579
©Atul Kaushal
719 · Apr 2021
I'm Looking To Get Married
Àŧùl Apr 2021
If you have any such bachelorette in sight,
Do inform me. I am a straight man.
I want to get married asap,
No restrictions on age, religion or creed.
Just want an in-law family, which is vegetarian.
+918950932456
Àŧùl Apr 2013
Never ever You would know,
This sapling that we grow,
Becomes much bigger,
Even more clearer,
It would carry our dreams.

Up with itself,
Into the sky,
With one,
Creepy,
Or two more creepers.

I could never ever,
Tell You how,
You make,
My own,
Heart skip beats.
My HP Poem #179
© Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Oct 2013
She, and me!
She's my best friend,
She makes me proud of my destiny.

She rhymes just so cutely with me,
Her name is Mummy,
Mummy, and me!

Here 'me' is Atul Kaushal!
Even phonetically, Mummy rhymes the best with the word me when I, Atul Kaushal, am the one in question.
My HP Poem #450
©Atul Kaushal
716 · Jan 2016
Bhumika
Àŧùl Jan 2016
I miss your poems.
A collection of bests they were,
Only not giving due credit,
And plagiarism they term it,
Your poem about your bunny,
It was as real as that hot sunny,
Why plug out my recharge wire?

Her poems were not all plagiarized,
At least not her poem about her bunny,
What you guys did was to pshaw her so much,
That she deleted her account altogether.
My HP Poem #1000
©Atul Kaushal
716 · Jul 2020
I Do Not Know How
Àŧùl Jul 2020
I do not know how, no I do not.
Some of their poems appear bad.

Some are out of rhyme,
Some are not worth a dime.

I don't know how the legendary poets
Came to be known as legendary...

Perhaps because they had no reference
They had no parallels either
And so, they couldn't read others...

I am writing my 1866th poem
However, I read a lot more of them.

Talk about modern poets,
Some of them presume cussing,
To be good, to be divine
Like the evening wine.
My HP Poem #1866
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jun 2017
We were born to different mothers,
But still we are spiritual brothers.
And still indifferent to what bothers,
Fire of hatred either of us smothers.

Blood won't seperate the atoms
Of joy that flows through our veins,
Nor will it break a bond that has been
So atomically connected without chains,
Mud squishes between our toes,
My friend is climbing stairs as he goes.

Debunking the myth of racial differences,
Here we go holding each other's hands,
To mother earth we owe the references,
Tune we will to our lives these bands.*

But we remain sat with our feet against the warm fire that reminds us of home,
Muddy worn out shoes that no longer fit let us know just how much we've grown,
Until the next morning when adventure is to be sought and we sit On our throne.
A "Ryan Holden" and "The Lonely Bard" collaborative poem.
715 · May 2016
What Do You Say, Aisha?
Àŧùl May 2016
Atul said:
We'll dine together,
We'll dance together,
And we'll relax together.

We'll create possibilities,
We'll explore possibilities,
And we'll plan possibilities.

We'll flirt sweetly,
We'll play mutually,
And we'll love heavenly.

Aisha says:**
Walk on the streets late night,
Holding hands so right,
Lit are no lights,
Listening to our sighs,
A golden peace in our sights.

We do not allow anybody,
To separate our united body,
We show the world so boldly,
How we move so lovingly.
An Atul-Aisha collaboration.

My HP Poem #1070
©Atul Kaushal
714 · Jan 2018
Our Love
Àŧùl Jan 2018
You love me like a cute and young Goddess,
I can't ever feel that I have loved you enough,
My potential of loving you is unreal and Godly.

You, loving me, make hundred times the progress,
I just need to maintain my love over each trough,
My lover, you are so very much cute & Godly.
Follow my writings on https://www.yourquote.in/heravidaddiction

My HP Poem #1700
©Atul Kaushal
714 · Sep 2016
Do Not
Àŧùl Sep 2016
Do not be too much trusting,
For loyalty comes from within,
A woman cheated her father,
But her father was not at fault,
And now she apes, not her father,
She learnt nothing from him,
But from the woman instead.
My HP Poem #1121
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Apr 2013
Three fifty four kilometers,
That's the distance between us.

Three mouse-clicks away,
That's the space between us..

Three+Two hours it will take,
That's the least from my city...
(: (: (: (: (: :) :) :) :) :)
My HP Poem #200
© Atul Kaushal
712 · Dec 2012
Higher & Farther Together
Àŧùl Dec 2012
I Hope We Get
Higher & Farther
Together
I Hope We Get
Higher & Farther
Together

Beyond The Seas
The Suns & Stars
The Peaks & Towers
Together

Beyond Their Sights
The Guns & Wars
The Golden Cars
Together

I Hope We Get
Higher & Farther
Together
I Hope We Get
Higher & Farther
Together
©Atul Kaushal
Also a © Atul Kaushal song on YouTube - just the crude version
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n_Tb4ZgQShQ
710 · May 2021
Happiness
Àŧùl May 2021
I have learnt to seek happiness in my life,
My preparation isn’t just for a beautiful wife.

I banish sadness by a gazillion miles,
My aim is a persistent state of strong smiles.

If I can be happy with myself in loneliness,
Then I can be with my partner in happiness.
My HP Poem #1932
©Atul Kaushal
710 · Apr 2017
Oh Stars!
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
709 · Jan 2017
A Passing Gust Of Air
Àŧùl Jan 2017
Your presence is benign,
On this planet,
Unto Mars your scent reaches.

Finish the pending job,
Articulation is the work,
Reaching far is your scent,
Tackling this humourously,
Ending this ode I will be,
Doomsday seems to descend.

A** rainbow of blood,
Not visible to humans,
Deathly is the scent.

I mean it for real,
Totally serious.

Wasps from hell seem to sting,
As needles of repugnancy *****,
Sadness descends for forever.

Himalayas seem to be an escape,
On the change of atmosphere,
Rows of roses are required,
Right now and right here,
In an attempt to save us,
Breathing became hard,
Lost was the will to live,
Early was fresh air needed.
You farted and it was horrible.
A dark & seriously funny poem.
Another secondary acrostic poem.

My HP Poem #1381
©Atul Kaushal
708 · Nov 2012
Do My Gun
Àŧùl Nov 2012
I'm not a professional killer,
But I own a gun largely unused,
For I use my hands to shoot them.

I'm not a professional hunter,
But the game found my gun rather big,
For mine was the first gun she saw up close..

I'm not a professional poet,
But I shoot some bullets from my gun,
For you to reread and call them poems...
My HP Poem #12
© Atul Kaushal
708 · Feb 2017
I Gladly Refuse
Àŧùl Feb 2017
Spent so much sweet time with you,
On a lonely road I'm travelling now.
Oh, well past is the happy scenery,
Now I gladly refuse to move on.

I** know that moving on I will be sad.

What I desire and deserve is you,
I am not an ascetic here, you see,
Laugh will my horrors sarcastically,
Laugh along the devil they will sadistically.

Which is why I gladly refuse,
Inch I will closer to hell,
Now I just work on myself.

Your iron heart I do love,
On a Sunday you were created,
Unbelievable is this story,
Rows of roses in your honour.

Hope is on a backseat, you know,
Earn I will more than money,
Art of war I will mend & luck will bend,
Roar my life will do when I am happy,
Tint of glasses will help view my launch.

And you may embolden all your defences,
Golden hues of my heart will complement,
Amazing will be our next meeting,
Into your heart I will be breaching,
Not just for some time but for a lifetime.
I won't move on unless you get married to someone else who deserves you more than I do.

My HP Poem #1452
©Atul Kaushal
708 · Jan 2018
Employability
Àŧùl 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
707 · Nov 2013
My Age
Àŧùl Nov 2013
I feel very younger by years,
Each time I hear you talking,
Or when I look at your snap.

Is it 'cause you're my bestie,
Each time you share happy,
Or tearful thoughts with me.

I am but 6 years & 9 months,
Elder to say just biologically,
Or from my heart I'm young.
My HP Poem #480
©Atul Kaushal
707 · Feb 2017
Beyond
Àŧùl Feb 2017
Beyond the scope of life and death,
I trust that there exists a world...
That's where you can find me,
I shall be waiting for you..
Beyond all sorts of wars,
There I shall wait for you,
Upon the celestial pedestal of God.
My HP Poem #1414
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jan 2014
Famous Macedonia
the land of Alexander,
you drove away the barbarians,
and now you are free!

You are and you'll be Greek,
the very pride of every Greek,
and we will be looking
at you with pride again!

Macedonians cannot
live enslaved,
even if they lose everything,
they still have their Freedom!
The anthem of Greek Macedonia.
706 · Jul 2013
Food For Thought
Àŧùl Jul 2013
We only know how to add things but we don't know how to give away stuff.
We are trapped in the maze of necessity, need, requirement, greed and lust.
My HP Poem #378
©Atul Kaushal
706 · Jun 2013
The Malady
Àŧùl Jun 2013
Please Be Silent These Two Minutes For I Now
Know That Most Crucial ***** Of My Body
Organs Has Given After The Long Sustaining
Malady To Which There Exists No Remedy...

My Heart Has Fallen Prey To The Endemic
So To Treat This Love Malady I Need Help
Dreadful Self-Destruct Mode's Taken Over
And I Will Need You To Relieve My Pain..


*Probably I Know That Kreepy Causative
Agent Which Could Have Harmed Me So
Much Even As I Tried To Resist Its Sweet
And Virulent Love Manipulates In Heart.
Madams and Sirs, please spare your sincere grades for this poem.
And please do care to dedicate some respectful words to the departed as a gesture of civility.
There's no coming back from the world of true love.
♡♥♡♥♡
My HP Poem #279
©Atul Kaushal
706 · Apr 2017
Whatever May Cometh
Àŧùl Apr 2017
Whatever may cometh,
You carry on, oh sailor!
Whatever you may lose,
Move on, oh dear sailor!

Oh, I swear by myself,
And I do not utter lies.

Carry the memories along,
To the umpteenth furlong.
May them be good or bad,
Just prize it what you had.

Oh, I swear by myself,
And I do not utter lies.

Howsoever may be the day,
You have to move on today.
What you'll get in your life,
You'll play the relaxed fife.

Oh I swear by myself,
And I do not utter lies.

Whatever may cometh,
You carry on, oh sailor!
Whatever you may lose,
Move on, oh dear sailor!
My HP Poem #1504
©Atul Kaushal
705 · Oct 2024
A Peg
Àŧùl Oct 2024
Depression can affect you.
When things go against you,
Or they go unexpectedly away,
But don't blow your heart away,
All this is temporary, you know,
When you know, you know,
So, don't cry over things.
However, take care,
If you lose yourself,
You won't know.
It will be known,
To you unknown,
And to the world,
It will be known.
It is the whiskey,
To you, it is risky.
But take care of your liver.
If it fails, after all the abuse,
You wouldn't get your glass,
The Precious Evening Glass.
My HP Poem #2015
©Atul Kaushal
704 · Oct 2024
New Love in 2009
Àŧùl Oct 2024
I sought recovery.
After my first breakup.
Social service attracted me.
I volunteered to teach for free.

Soon, I was back to old ways.
Delving deep into romance,
Finding my lucky chance,
Addiction called me again.

A co-volunteer she was.
And why not? Why not?
Me, she found interesting,
Who doesn't like an artist?

But she was a cold-blooded narcissist.
Yes, bigger than me, bigger than me,
Her pursuits included the world,
My pursuit was limited to her.

What went on in my life,
What she put me through,
What I found myself dealing with,
What I went through during that time.

Tasked with thirteen exams,
Me she had challenged,
Her narcissistic ways,
I cleared them all,

She was a liar,
Had a bloated ego,
I deflated her balloon,
She finally inflated mine.
My HP Poem #2009
©Atul Kaushal
703 · Aug 2017
Today I Got My PDC
Àŧùl Aug 2017
Provisional** it is still a genuine certificate,
Degree got officially completed today only,
Certificate though temporary, it is another feather in my hat.
The convocation ceremony will be held next year.

My HP Poem #1649
©Atul Kaushal
701 · Mar 2013
You believe in Me, My child
Àŧùl Mar 2013
As of Them,
They aren't cared for,
They are Your Siblings.
You exploit them,
For necessities.
But I must prevent you,
You from ruining the garden I cherished.

As of Me,
I am the Master,
Of My Puppetry.
I am the Puppeteer,
Of My subjects.
Because I created You,
You believe in Me, My child.
Not knowing that it's me actually who is your brainchild
AKS's HP Poem #111
© Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jan 2014
Dream about me & my love, my darling
Dream about us being one, my darling
Dream about your future, my darling
Dream about each night, my darling
Dream about life happily, my darling
Dream about our romance, my darling
Dream about the aspirations, my darling

And prepare dedicatedly for the life you want.
Ignore those ignoble nightmares, my darling
Remember that they are not bigger than our joint dream of a happy life, my darling

I hope that the nightmare you saw last was actually your last and now on you'll learn to control what you dream about, my darling

For that you must see the brighter side of the nightmares that all nightmares must end finally and you can control what you dream about when you are asleep.

My HP Poem #511
©Atul Kaushal
700 · Dec 2016
Love Is The Fuel
Àŧùl Dec 2016
Love is better,
Love is bitter,
Love is sweet,
Love is sour,
Love is ****,
Love is cool,
Love is hot!

Because
love is the fuel* for life.
HP Poem #1307
©Atul Kaushal
699 · Jan 2015
Baby
Àŧùl Jan 2015
You've got a tough phase coming up baby,
Don't bow baby, don't back out.

'Coz this battle is far from compromise,
This is our joint life, oh my future wife.

Just hold my hand with all your might,
Through the harsh day and dark night.

Darling need not you to worry alright,
Don't bother about nightmares' fright.

You will help your patients in future surely,
'Coz you have the spirit of goddess Panacea.

Be brave as you face of the problems,
This blizzard will pass & I'll protect you.

Worry may your ill-wishers babe,
You have the good luck of love so loud.
For Kripiji
My HP Poem #755
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jul 2013
Each woman has been through this fever,
She has had been a girl & felt lips quiver,
What day it was & what it was thunder...

Each man has been through this excitement,
He was once a boy & had someday felt its joy,
What day it was & how it was like pleasure...


**Each of those women has had experimented,
And likely has each one of the men so often,
Some have gotten addicted to it & enjoyed...
My HP Poem #362
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Mar 2013
As
Now The
Happiness
Is Towering

With A Large
Base To Make It
Worthy Of Staying


Sadness Is Trenching
Bringing Tears Not
Very Often To My

Eyes Which've
Gotten Tired

Of These
Tears
© Atul Kaushal
698 · Sep 2016
My Dream - Her Nightmare
Àŧùl Sep 2016
I dream of a disciplined life,
And she just wants to be a fun-loving wife.

I dreamt of wedding her,
And she only wanted to be bedding me.

I dreamt of getting married to her,
And that's a nightmare of hers.
My HP Poem #1126
©Atul Kaushal
698 · Oct 2017
Fillings
Àŧùl Oct 2017
Here, have these fortune cookies,
Observe how smooth each cookie is,
Wow! Just so sensual the feeling is.

Again bring it closer to your lips,
When you sense me coming closer,
Edge I do to you day by day nearer,
Soon I'll be in proximity of your hips,
Onto myself, I'll pull you & we grind,
Memories to treasure we'll create,
Envious will be negative people.

Wish me to be yours,
I** will definitely be and,
Long lasting love of ours,
Lasts forever and ever.

Best friends forever we are,
Earned each other we have.

Of an Angel, I had always dreamed,
Unlimited is our potential together,
Right now I feel that I want you near.

My penetrance into your life is deep,
Unto your soul now my love you keep,
Tacit is this time-lapse right now,
Understand what it says and how,
Allow it to mature upon us both,
Love also takes more effort.

Of an angel, I had always dreamed,
Right that I have got in your form,
Games of our romance never end,
Always they seem in continuum,
Steal we will a moment of love,
Moonlight will enlighten it all,
Soon we will swoon and fall.
My HP Poem #1670
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Feb 2017
They can get it without dying as a Jihadi,
But not from a Mullah they will get it,
They'll get it from science instead!
Terrorists are illiterate idiots.

My HP Poem #1433
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jul 2017
Love stays forever and ever
Until death does them apart
Souls get married to each other
T**ruest feelings keep men single
Another secondary acrostic poem about my standpoint.

I will never get married to anyone else until Kripi gets married to someone else.

Marrying someone else before Kripi gets married, I will be proving my promise to myself as an empty promise.

My HP Poem #1614
©Atul Kaushal
696 · Jan 2013
Busted
Àŧùl Jan 2013
I love him,

I am his son,

I learnt walking,

I was supported as,

I had held his finger.

I want to share a story,

I experienced when young,

I got free from school earlier,

I was coming home from school,

I crashed my bicycle onto the road,

I was 16 and it was a hot July afternoon,

I went to get my chin mended for the wound,

I reached my home from school earlier than usual,

I grew suspicious on finding the door locked from inside,

I busted a scam of my dad with a girl half his age hiding behind,

I was greeted by "You're getting it wrong boy, you've not busted us up,"

I didn't say anything to them- just walked in to attend to my flowing blood & tears,

I thought to myself what wrong was done to be born in a house where my dad had defected,

I repented coming home early only to see my -yes- my dad red-faced and with a guilty-conscience.
© Atul Kaushal
696 · Jul 2013
I'm A Sinner
Àŧùl Jul 2013
For I'm loving you,
And I do not regret,
Neither loving you,

Nor the uncontrollable urge to keep loving you,
In my present & future - now & beyond always,
As I cannot repress the urge to keep loving you;

I want to take you to a lake someday for a dinner,
We will get onto the boat after food to make love,
Afterwards you can tell them all that I'm a sinner.
I've made a decision in my mind to love you.
And I don't regret the decision I made even a bit.
Love you forever & always.
My HP Poem #358
©Atul Kaushal
695 · Feb 2017
Sincerely Yours
Àŧùl Feb 2017
I love you for the beautiful and complete young human being you are.
You value your blood relations.
You work for a stable future.
You are truthful towards me.
You never kept me under a false impression that you love me too just like I love you.
Though I am probably not going to meet you ever, let alone marrying you, but I do feel for you.
My HP Poem #1407
©Atul Kaushal
695 · Feb 2013
Missing You, Missy!
Àŧùl Feb 2013
You're my memories,
You're my thoughts,
And you're my poetry.

You're my smile,
You're my stamina,
And you make me go that extra mile.

You're blessed by us all,
And you're being missed by us.

You're so naughty,
You're so cute,
You're so beautiful,
And your poetry is being missed.
This one is dedicated to the little one Kripi who's valiantly dealing with her crucial exams.
© Atul Kaushal
695 · Aug 2013
Everyday
Àŧùl Aug 2013
When I wake up in the morning,
I think exclusively of you.
While I lie down,
I dream of you..
Whom I crave for,
Is only you...

It's just you,
Whom I brave for...
I gleam from you,
While I breakdown..
I assume that I'm with you,
When I walk up the lonely street.
Brave the cold times, hostile situations & the sandstorm to be with you.

My HP Poem #411
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jul 2024
1.
I successfully survived the accident,
Thanks to my good Karma in this life
Not in a previous one.

2.
In '09-10, I volunteered for the society,
Educating underprivileged kids and
Their parents too.

3.
Now I'm a successful professional,
Thanks to equitable opportunities
Available in Bháràŧà.

4.
I may have lost my golden years,
But I am in no way literally lost
In the competition.

5.
That accident triggered a cascade,
A chain of unfavourable events
In my family.

6.
My mother lost her knee caps,
Due to her efforts to bring me back
And long standing hours for that.

7.
My father broke his acetabulum,
When trying to save me from falling
While he retrained me.

8.
But I'm thankful to Bhàgàwán,
That both of them are alive
And I'm finally successful.

9.
I don't resent my destiny,
For costing me more than
A complete decade.

10.
My ordeal began on May 7, 2010,
When I landed inside the hospital
On my potential deathbed.

11.
But I knew that I must survive,
For my sentence is not yet over
Here on this planet.

12.
My spirit didn't depart that day,
Although I lost years & friends
Due to the accident.

13.
I didn't fall from Grace of the Lord,
Instead I was sent back with a mission
Amidst the humans.

14.
To teach the lesson of love,
Not through conversion
Or bloodshed.

15.
But through the words of wisdom,
Consideration, love, truth
And experience.

16.
Through these poems of decency,
Rhyme, structure, rhythm
And magic.

17.
The magic is love,
The structure is evident
And the rhythm is so divine.

18.
My parents smiling is my success,
The golden sheen of future
Is my redemption.

19.
In the end,
I speak to you, O Gauri,
You do realise that you're my future.

20.
To you I have promised,
The intensity and the
Love you deserve.

21.
Not short of words ever,
Not because of vocabulary
But because of my passion.

22.
The passion for my life,
The passion for my love
And my love is you.

23.
Never forget what you want,
I'm solely yours, darling,
Yes, you want me.
1 poem. 23 verses. 362 words, 1872 characters

My HP Poem #1973
©Atul Kaushal
694 · May 2013
Now I Seldom Conduce Her
Àŧùl May 2013
Now she has gathered herself in this medical stream,
Which was chosen by her out of keenly interested steam.

I used to prepare some biology notes for her in the beginning,
But now I seldom conduce her, yes she has gathered herself.
And baby do tell me if you want my help any day.
My HP Poem #258
©Atul Kaushal
694 · Oct 2013
India - The Real Face
Àŧùl Oct 2013
Sincerely, what images come to your minds,
When you read this one name of my nation?

Whether

A land full of people who speak languages,
Many languages in the recumbent country,

Or

Rich heritage and history both poorly kempt,
A land of several classes among its citizens?
My HP Poem #447
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jan 2016
It could have been dirtier if I had not shot myself,
After being disheartened by a cheating wife.

Now you might ask what dirtier than blood on the ceiling,
Even dirtier than a bullet through my lower jaw?

Yes I answer.

If I had chosen to stay alive,
And fix the matter once & for all.

If I had barged into her privacy,
Into the indecent incandescence.

If I had not shot myself,
And had shot them both.

Then my honour would have suffered,
Court martial is far worse than that.

I was tired from killing terrorists,
And I loved her too much to hurt her.

Even so, had I not promised her dad,
That I'll care about her just as he did.

And, had I not promised her mother,
That I'll hurt her never ever ever...?

So I chose the easier way,
I just shot myself dead.

Now she'll live peaceably,
And even I will definitely.

Not worrying about what they say,
Not worrying about the government,
Not worrying about the nation now.

I just hope my buddies will take care,
Of their own & the national security.
Part 2/3 of Indecent Incandescence

My HP Poem #953
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl May 2017
"Q: What do you want to be written on your tombstone?
A: 'Here was cremated Atul Kaushal, a free spirit', because I want to break free from the circle of life & death and live with my love in that place beyond space & time far from rebirth cycle."
It was in an author interview that I had said it.
Back in 2014 this happened.
My HP Poem #1557
©Atul Kaushal
692 · Aug 2017
Infancy
Àŧùl Aug 2017
This baby is so full of life,
Playing the leisurely fife.

I am glad that now I have grown up,
Trust me when I say that of my existence there's no end.
My HP Poem #1655
©Atul Kaushal
691 · Feb 2014
Oh Daddy
Àŧùl Feb 2014
Your sonny loves a girl,
Yes, he has made mistakes,
But it is time for a perfection,
Yes, she's his final partner,
Your son will be happy.
My HP Poem #527
©Atul Kaushal
691 · Apr 2016
Minutes Since Sunrise
Àŧùl Apr 2016
Birds and squirrels chirping,
People on a morning walk,
The wife trying to keep up.

Cool air keeps me calm now,
Now my daddy is out too,
We'll go fetch some milk.
My HP Poem #1054
©Atul Kaushal
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