I killed a man.
Not for he had sinned or he wasn’t a good soul.
He was a good man, but he was left all alone.
He was hurt, he was tired.
His heart was burning, like it was set on fire.
He had given up all his hopes.
He came to me begging for death.
So I killed him, for it was necessary.
So that he could live a new life, happy and free.
That him was the old me.
-Abhishek Gupta
I am the end to your miseries.
I am the penalty for your treacheries.
I am your stairway to heaven,
For the nobility of your soul, your virtuousness.
But I am also your gateway to hell,
For all your sins, all your mess.
Friend or Foe? Your deeds will decide.
There’s no running away, you cannot hide.
If you have not sinned, then have faith.
I am Darkness, I am Death.
-Abhishek Gupta
Whom to trust now?
The person whom you loved? Betrayed you.
Your beloved friends? They played you.
But these are the things that made you.
Whom to trust now?
For life has taken an inexplicable turn.
And this time you have to burn.
So burn. But burn like a phoenix,
And resurrect from your own ash.
From your life, it’s time to dump all trash.
Honest people, there are very few.
Most trustworthy person in your life?
It is only you.
-Abhishek Gupta
Let’s go out for a stroll,
Roll some Kush and smoke it all,
Let’s admire the nature,
The sky, The River and all the creatures,
And contemplate about this life,
Why are the people in this world so naive?
We’re the bees always hiding in our hive.
Step out of it, let’s see the world.
Be merry and jovial, it’s not abysmal,
For life is too short to be dismal.
-Abhishek Gupta
Behind the door
Lies the man who brings light
He’s the Death himself.
Weep, if you’re hurt.
Weep, if you must.
For it’s time to let go of it, the pain,
Weep in the rain, if you must,
For it veils the tears then,
For it lessens the burden in your heart,
For not all tears are evil.
-Abhishek Gupta
So shattered to be yours,
I’m a soldier, you’re my lost war.
It’s a last call just about to disconnect.
‘Broken’
by kanika, Abhishek & Anubhav.
You thought you were devastated?
No, you were just depressed and it was overstated.
Life was cruel to you, indeed it was.
But you stood up again, giving up the thought that it was fated!
Your sorrows are now confiscated,
By the happiness, which is reinstated.
Don’t care about being hated,
Don’t worry about being baited,
People will do that out of hatred.
It’s time to build an empire again from scratch,
Trust yourself, it was worth it, that you waited.
Your time is now,
Yes, you’ve made it!
-Abhishek Gupta
With red, my life was painted.
Red is the color of love,
I heard once a saint said.
But life had some other plans for me,
And it wasn’t something for which I had waited.
Your hands were red,
It wasn’t love but my blood,
But I was too blind to see,
Too blind to see that your love for me was tainted.
-Abhishek Gupta.
You were asleep, my friend.
When you were, mentally, being tortured.
When your feelings were being butchered.
By life, you were just being ushered,
To a better place, which you own.
But you thought that you were left alone.
Those people who bid you goodbye?
They never belonged in your life.
They were the Beelzebub in disguise.
Now they’re bygone.
So you step back in your shoes and get ready to ride along with life.
You were asleep all this time, my friend.
Now you’re awake, say adios to the nonsense.
It’s time to say Hello to your Conscience.
-Abhishek Gupta