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489 · Feb 2016
I Love You
Àŧùl Feb 2016
Your face reading tells me a lot,
You've been a warrior of thought,
Of your principles a holder.

Yes I confess publicly that I love,
With all my heart and exclusivity,
I am your biggest follower.

Beholder of beauty you are,
I'm not Narcissus even distantly,
Yet these words I tell a mirror!
My HP Poem #1009
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Sep 2020
They all have ostracized rhyming,
Poets, themselves they be calling...

The F-words aplenty they use,
And they think they look cool...

Rescue the language if possible,
Listen to its cries, they are not bearable.
My HP Poem #1884
©Atul Kaushal
488 · Mar 2014
Here I Drown
Àŧùl Mar 2014
Drowsy I get dreaming about her,
Sinking I am only in her thoughts,
Let me drown here only oh friend,
This whirlpool goes to my heaven,
Find me going down in happiness,
In the craziness they're jealous of,
With her in complete contentment.
My HP Poem #571
©Atul Kaushal
487 · Nov 2013
Romance Is My Muse
Àŧùl Nov 2013
Romance is my muse,
It makes me feel her,
It makes me happy.
I oftentimes hear,
I start to feel her,
Romance is gold,
Romance is good,
Romance is happy,
It takes my tension,
Away, away & away.
My HP Poem #477
©Atul Kaushal
487 · Sep 2017
I love my parents
Àŧùl Sep 2017
But for me,
Loving them is not easy.

I must respect them
And I must become successful.
My HP Poem #1661
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Sep 2016
I know that you can not love me,
I do not want you back anyhow,
Neither as a dear lover as you were,
Nor merely as a buddy as you wish,
You know that I can not hate you,
You can not have my love again,
Neither as dear friends as we were,
Nor merely as a contact as I'd wish.

So here is the last advice for you,
For you are a kid forever for me,
You have no liability to befriend,
Most people you meet are fakers,
You are the most innocent child,
For I have never known a cuter,
So have I never known a softer.
HP Poem #1146
©Atul Kaushal
484 · Oct 2013
Thanks For Your Company
Àŧùl Oct 2013
I am of the opinion,
By cutting an onion,
None gets as much tears,
As when a tragedy bears,
The tragedy of love,
Brutally slain dove.
I'm not sad, this is just a rhyme.
My HP Poem #441
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl May 2020
Some parents try to control their children,
There's nothing wrong with controlling them,
No, there's nothing wrong with it, they think,
And they keep on doing it and dictating them.
As they find nothing wrong with it, they do it.
They satisfy the unrelinquished egos of their own,
Suffocating the children even after they grow up.
My HP Poem #1844
©Atul Kaushal
484 · Sep 2016
Vain Sane Rain
Àŧùl Sep 2016
Compared to your savoury silence,
All my loudest shouts are simply vain.

Compared to my frantical madness,
All your boldest talks are simply sane.

Compared to your sensuous whispers,
All my milky ejaculations are simply rain.
For my last love forever even though she doesn't love me anymore.

My HP Poem #1139
©Atul Kaushal
482 · Aug 2020
Oh My Heart
Àŧùl Aug 2020
Oh, my heart,
You were lonely.

Oh, my heart,
You were grim.

Oh, my heart,
I finally found her.

Oh, my heart,
No longer grim.

Oh, my heart,
No longer lonely.
My HP Poem #1876
©Atul Kaushal
482 · Sep 2013
The Final Tear
Àŧùl Sep 2013
Come oh my darling so dear,
Come closer & a bit more near,
Come fall in my arms do not fear,
Come I will hug you like a big bear,
Come let us have a cup of warm love,
Come let me kiss away your final tear,
That tear from your eyes will be the last,
We will be purely happy the rest of our life,
We will be surely happy the whole of our life.
The final tear will be in the end when we get married.
More happiness will then follow.

My HP Poem #419
©Atul Kaushal
482 · Jun 2020
Eerie Silence
Àŧùl Jun 2020
People are dropping dead.

People are dropping dead,
Not many in my town
But in big cities,
They are dying en masse
And the silence is scaring me.

Yet again.

Yet again,
I can hear my own blood
Gushing through my ears,
Silly me, I am scared,
More for my loved ones,
And less for myself.

Will we?

Will we all die soon?
Or shall I survive this?
I hope that if my loved ones die,
I do too.
Because I'm afraid of loneliness,
I have a serious kind of autophobia.

Nay!

Humanity can't go extinct!
Humanity won't go extinct.
It will soon be alright.
Just wait and watch,
How Vishnu takes care of us,
How Shiva takes out the evil,
How the world will turn for good.
My HP Poem #1861
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jan 2016
I checked powerpoetry. Someone by the name of Bhumika Fulwani has posted some poems from Hello Poetry. I don't mind my poems being plagiarized.

At least they are unintentionally proving that I am a good poet and my poems are a class apart.

I don't think that Bhumika would herself do that. It's some imposter for sure. Someone meaning to defame her.

There's nothing to be insecure about. Just take pride that your best poems are being plagiarized. And please don't come to conclusions about Bhumika. Because it must be some imposter.
Relax. Trust me. Not a poem.
481 · Jan 2014
I - Me - Myself
Àŧùl Jan 2014
I** feel just so incomplete
Within My present
Life without You

No need to invite worries
Just take care of yourself
Till we finally have a date

Now as you crave for me
Just keep my care in mind
Till you feel my kiss of love
I am incomplete for the time being, I'll be complete & satisfied with life once I meet you.

My HP Poem #516
©Atul Kaushal
480 · May 2017
Found To Be Missing
Àŧùl May 2017
Atul was murdered.
In broad daylight he was slain.
Finally death had got him.
His windpipe was slit open.
But a bigger surprise awaited.
The doctors performed autopsy.
His heart was found to be missing.

His diary read:
*My chest is empty,
No heart shall ever beat,
What l feared the most,
It only did repeat,
The lover I trusted,
She walked away with my heart.
My HP Poem #1555
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl May 2017
I am a mental man,
The feelings are so true,
I am a genuine man,
Sentimental man.

I had cried like children,
In sheer repentance,
Repentance of exposing,
Exposing my love to him.

For he was less of a friend,
More of an obsessive flirt,
He enticed her and I lost,
I lost a lot of my sanity.

I am a motional man,
The gait is a slightly limpy,
I am a touchy man,
Emotional man.

I had pent up my tears,
The evening was blue,
Took a purple shade my ears,
Reasons to live were so few.

I was not possessive,
But just highly insecure,
Because leave me she may,
I don't want her to regret her choice.

For I had loved her,
More as a father,
And less like a lover,
A guilt that will stay forever.

Because it's her name,
Her name is tattooed,
Even in this thought,
And onto my heart.
My HP Poem #1559
©Atul Kaushal
480 · Dec 2014
Bye|Welcome
Àŧùl Dec 2014
I.
Set aside the ***** memories of 2014,
Just remember the golden moments,
Welcome the year next with a smile,
I don't hope 2015 to be a better year,
So unfair to hope things to get better.

II.
Didn't they teach at school,
All things go on decaying,
Relationships included,
In 2014 they decayed,
And so will they now,
I'll be ready to take it,
Whatever may come!

III.
Because I am who I am,
Stupid you may call me,
I always invited trouble,
Mortal I am just normal,
2015, just be kind on me.
I just want some new happiness and peace.
Old one won't well serve the purpose as it rots.

My HP Poem #721
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Feb 2017
Those video chats
That lone meeting
I can forget you not
I can forget nothing
Though I am very forgetful
That I may forget to breathe
But I can not simply forget you

Those youthful eyes
The way you told lies
I can get over them not
I can not get over them
Though I have a great amnesia
That I suffer so much 'cause of
But I just can't get you out of my head

Those gorgeous curves
That near-perfect height
I can't just un-remember it
I can not ever forget you right
Though you did break me as often
That I fail to trust anyone else now
But I still have an immortal hope left for you
My HP Poem #1423
©Atul Kaushal
479 · Apr 2017
The Internet Of Things
Àŧùl Apr 2017
It's ages since the Internet was created,
Much information is available online,
You can learn how to cook good food,
Also how to create a new explosion,
Spread the message of love to everyone,
Or scare them with dire consequences,
It's upto you how to use the Internet.
My HP Poem #1484
©Atul Kaushal
479 · Mar 2021
I Feel When
Àŧùl Mar 2021
I feel scared when
I am alone in the middle of a crowd,
Which is almost always.
I feel irked when
The music is much too loud,
While the night won't irritate me.
I feel flared when
Someone abuses the language and are proud,
Which is also an insult to themselves.
I feel terrorized when
They proclaim that there's no one but Al,
Not to mention the time of their loudspeakers.
My HP Poem #1915
©Atul Kaushal
478 · Apr 2017
Moving On
Àŧùl Apr 2017
Unlove and forget,
Ignore their attempts,
Eliminate all possibilities,
Just become really so selfish,
Then one day recall & feel bad,
I don't believe in such moving on,
True people move beyond differences,
They don't give up and break up.
Move beyond differences and be happy.
I learned this from my parents.
I love my parents.

My HP Poem #1478
©Atul Kaushal
478 · Dec 2015
You Can Not
Àŧùl Dec 2015
Oh Time,
Come be my friend.
Oh Destiny,
Let your sun shine for me.
Oh Time & Destiny,
Because you can never make me beg.
And that's a challenge,
My own efforts will show it.
You just need to wait,
Just wait for my sheen to blind you.
My HP Poem #926
©Atul Kaushal
477 · Nov 2013
A Perfect Crime
Àŧùl Nov 2013
A perfect crime is one
That involves two
Living hundred kilometres away three
It then sprouts into four
Or seldom into five
The crime succeeds if it surpasses decades six
And luckily across seven.
My HP Poem #468
©Atul Kaushal
476 · Mar 2013
I developed a knack for you
Àŧùl Mar 2013
And am really missing you,
My head hurts sometimes,
When I think only of you,
All this time you are away.
You are my living ethanol,
The only addiction I have.
I neither feel the need,
Of any other addiction,
Nor do I shift the habit,
Towards any other being.
Baby I just talk to you,
In my head and my heart,
Baby I only need you,
In my life and my love.
It's you,
And it's you,
Just you.
This-one's-for
you-know-who
because-it's-you
© Atul Kaushal
476 · Sep 2017
I Will Love You Forever
Àŧùl Sep 2017
I loved you yesterday,
For being my friend.
I love you today,
For being my lover.
Trust me, I will keep loving you,
I will love you forever,
For being my wife and my everything.
My HP Poem #1657
©Atul Kaushal
476 · Feb 2017
Transformation
Àŧùl Feb 2017
She has completely changed,
From the sweet person she was,
To a repulsive ****** who,
Keeps on quoting famous people,
For the sake of an unannounced debate.
This way she has successfully killed,
The love I had kindled for her.
I don't love her anymore.
My HP Poem #1448
©Atul Kaushal
475 · Mar 2014
Love Vaguely
Àŧùl Mar 2014
You are the beginning of love for me,
This is first time I feel truly complete,
Love is truest when it gets reflected...

Equally intense & pure love we share,
Happiness & fun is evident in our life,
But I take care of Karma & duties too..

Never fear longer separation my dear,
It is the final time I or you have loved,
You are also the ending of love for me.
My HP Poem #568
©Atul Kaushal
475 · Jan 2016
Life Goes On
Àŧùl Jan 2016
People only come and go,
So do my transition inspiration sources.

But lest I forget my motive,
Remembering the ultimate aim in life.

Never demeaning it because,
Life Goes On.
My HP Poem #1001
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Apr 2017
Because Raam is a deity,
They observe Raam Navmi.

Nothing good about it except
That it is actually Aaraam Navmi.

And we can laze around for long.
Aaraam means rest.
Raam is a revered Hindu deity.

My HP Poem #1473
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Sep 2017
True love has knocked my door at last,
How sweetly and how elegantly,
Exactly the love I have always desired.

When I have started putting my effort,
Always precarious is my future,
Yes it is always brutally challenging.

Your smile is not just brilliant,
Of course, it is also very sweet,
Until a long time it'll assure me.

Love was always a complex thing,
Obviating my life off its loneliness,
Violins here play very melodiously,
Ending not before we get old really.

Myself the Adam in our story,
E**ve is yourself in this saga.
Even Mountains Will Make Way For Me Seeing The Way You Love Me
It will be so gorgeous.

Acrostic Continuum.

You are my strength.
I will be strong with you.
Still you are not liable.

My HP Poem #1660
©Atul Kaushal
474 · Oct 2016
I Despise It
Àŧùl Oct 2016
I despise the idea of a protector loving God,
I recognise mother nature as the sole living God,
Why else would the invisible man stay veiled?

I see the troubles rising in the world,
I observe people fighting for their religion,
What sort of Almighty wants sacrifice?

I see the weak & hungry children,
I can only feel sorry for each one of them,
What kind of Father will ignore them?
HP Poem #1207
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jun 2013
A Barrage Of
My Own
Tears
With
A Smile
If You Please.
My HP Poem #291
©Atul Kaushal
473 · Feb 2020
Over Up
Àŧùl Feb 2020
The over I ball only has two *****,
I sprinkle the pitch with thickets,
I get spent up and the over is up.
My HP Poem #1828
©Atul Kaushal
471 · Dec 2024
Another Birthday Comes
Àŧùl Dec 2024
Another birthday comes.

And I'm grateful to my parents,
For they brought me to life.

They did so not just once,
But they pulled me back here,
And now I play the fife.
My HP Poem #2034
©Atul Kaushal

I completed 34 years of age.
471 · Sep 2018
Hi Jack! (Part 3)
Àŧùl Sep 2018
Where's Oggy?
Where's Olivia "Oli"?
And where's Bob the Dog??
Where are Dee Dee, Joey and Marky?
Do you have any Sparrow?
Or do you have any Jill?
Do you think I am sarcastic?
My HP Poem #1720
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Sep 2019

Train yourself in the barracks,
Hurry up and become the monster,
Every monstrosity needs a reply.

So they told us in the school,
Only the mission was to bring peace,
Lying to us they were every time,
Daring us to learn armament,
It's so coughing wretched,
Especially weeding out the innocence,
Rising to become what they want us,
Succumbing to the pains we are not.

First, you lock and load,
Edge closer out in the open,
Even the scores with radical Islam,
Low you lie like the predator waiting for its prey.

Targeting the innocent people at times,
Razing their homes to the ground,
Alas, it's a necessary sin we commit,
People we **** are not just terrorists,
Perplexed by the horrors of war,
Even though we get nightmares about it,
Damsels in distress we are not.
Make love, not war.
My HP Poem #1771
©Atul Kaushal
469 · Apr 2015
Come, Trust Me
Àŧùl Apr 2015
I'll hold the guiding light,
Not just for a day,
But for my entire life.

You'll not be scared in night,
Whatever anybody may say,
None can threaten you in light.

We'll together brave all odds,
No shades will be gray,
Time wants us together & so it prods.
My HP Poem #821
©Atul Kaushal
469 · Oct 2013
Who Painted The World?
Àŧùl Oct 2013
Who painted the world,
The brightest Sun & Moon,
The glittering Stars & Nebulae,
The cherry Cheeks of little Babies,
The venomous Fangs of thin Snakes,
The grapish Eyes of young Babies,
The twinkling Oceans & Waters,
The beautiful Lips of Yours,
Who painted the world?
Japanese Lantern - Concrete Poetry.
Oh baby, you inspired this poem.

My HP Poem #452
©Atul Kaushal
469 · Dec 2012
About My Friends
Àŧùl Dec 2012
When I was a kid,
We used to play hide 'n seek,
So they were my friends.

When I grew up a bit,
We used to play staring games,
So they were my friends.

They are lost now,
I meet them rarely these days,
So they were my friends.
© Atul Kaushal
468 · May 2021
Until I Am Alive
Àŧùl May 2021
Until I am alive,
In my heart you will thrive.
My HP Poem #1931
©Atul Kaushal
467 · Feb 2014
Quintessentially Felt Love
Àŧùl Feb 2014
I do not need anything else much.
Just your love nothing else much..
It is my quintessentially felt love...

So my dear, come to me swinging.
Teach me how to live, I need you..
I know only love, not how to live...
My HP Poem #541
©Atul Kaushal
467 · Mar 2019
Do Not Disturb
Àŧùl Mar 2019
In the warm calm of this dark night,
I prepare for my next fight,
It's not an option, I won't take the flight.

In this soliloquy, I am not so lonely,
I'm with myself right now,
It's not just a trial, I meditate and how.

In this ordeal, I am out of my body,
I need to focus consciously,
It's a fight – it's a war – with great spoils.
My HP Poem #1739
©Atul Kaushal
466 · Nov 2019
Their Big Daddy
Àŧùl Nov 2019
Islamic State's Big Daddy
Is dead.
He blew himself up like a coward,
When a K9 agent crept up to him.

Not really like a real daddy
He died.
The coward also blasted his own kids,
Worse than Osama, time killed him.
My HP Poem #1791
©Atul Kaushal
466 · Jun 2013
I'll Hug You Silently
Àŧùl Jun 2013
Whichever* the time it may be,
Whenever you want me to,
Without you telling me to,
Whoever you get hurt by,
Without a word passed by,
Wherever you feel the need,
Whatever the problem may be.
Just feel me inside your beautiful heart.
My HP Poem #276
©Atul Kaushal
466 · Jul 2013
Juxtaposed Lives
Àŧùl Jul 2013
When we welcome,
Love life willingly,
We so often watch,
When it's wrought,
Into the porcelain,
Onto our ripened,
Very fresh minds,
Only to get united,
To get juxtaposed,
To get transfixed.
To each other.
My HP Poem #355
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Nov 2013
Your love is valued by me according to you,
Correct.

It's not measurable or say it's immeasurable,
Yes.

But I think its value for me is as much as of,
Oxygen.
My HP Poem #469
©Atul Kaushal
464 · Dec 2017
Tinted Love
Àŧùl Dec 2017
_       _
\/\/\/\/\/      \/\/\/\/\/
This festival      of our love
It'll never ever end my dear
Never will I make you feel
Tumultuous, sad or blue
End this'll ne'er o lover
Dissident I'll never be

So beautiful is your ❤
My HP Poem #1689
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Nov 2016
Is someone's EGO,
For satiating their ego,
They will go to any extent.
HP Poem #1282
©Atul Kaushal
462 · May 2013
Don't Get Confused! :D
Àŧùl May 2013
With the short one
For it is written by a
Loving one for another
Loved one, yes a loved one
Who is cuter
Than
The
Word
Cute
Itself
And
Brings
Peace & Satisfaction
Love & Contentment
To my otherwise lonely life.
Baby you're the lamp in the dark of my life.
My HP Poem #257
©Atul Kaushal
462 · Jul 2013
You Will Never Know
Àŧùl Jul 2013
How much I love you
and how much you
mean to me.
Nor shall I ever know exactly how much you love me, perhaps because there're no units to measure the quanta of love but we'll just go on loving each other.

'Never Know' series poem #1/3
^_^ ^_^ ^_^
My HP Poem #365
©Atul Kaushal
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