Life of a Sociopath.


Quiet, they are.

They prefer to stay this way.

They know the difference between,

What’s wrong and what’s right.

So, they talk less, they don’t argue,

Because they don’t want to fight.

Eye contact, they always try to avoid.

They don’t really like to be stared.

Friends, they don’t have much.

Few, that they have, about them, they really care.

You wouldn’t want to know,

What they really are inside,

What’s hiding underneath the skin that they wear.

So, try not to hurt them.

‘Cause when the silence breaks,

They can be your worst nightmare.

 

// Life of a Sociopath //

 

-Abhishek Gupta

Brave or Coward.


Brave or coward.

What are we?

We’re told to let go of people,

Whom we once loved.

We’re told it’s necessary to let go of people

Who are no more in our lives,

In order to avoid the suffering.

So, what are we really?

Brave, for letting go of our loved ones,

Or

Coward, ’cause we chose to avoid the suffering?

-Abhishek Gupta

Magic and Muggles.


Our world is filled with magic,

Mystical objects and inexplicable things.

We wish, to know what’s beyond this horizon.

We wish, to feel the clouds, up in the sky.

We wish, to have wings,

For we fancy to know how it feels to fly.

We wish, we could’ve used magic,

To live a blissful life, without struggles.

But we cannot do that, in reality,

For we’re nothing but petty muggles.

-Abhishek Gupta

Fallen Idols.


Fallen idols.

Unfaithful People.
Why did our life become a game of riddles?

We’re angry, pissed off all the time.

This, in our life, has become grime.

People now do not even penitent.

Our patience, all of it, has now been spent.

‘Cause the people we used to look up to once,

Have now become nothing but a mere disappointment.

-Abhishek Gupta

Why did you leave?


Why did you leave?

We were so happy, together.

I used to believe, nothing could make us cleave.

Then one day, suddenly, you left,

Because you fell for someone else?

Our home wasn’t OUR anymore,

Because you were gone.

For no reason you left me,

Left me here, all alone.

You used to say, that,

You loved me to the moon and back.

Now, here I sit, and every night I grieve.

We were so happy, together.

Why did you leave?

-Abhishek Gupta

Alone.


My soul is burning inside,

This is not what I wanted.

I chose to stay solus,

For I was tired of being taken as granted.

This loneliness has now become a part of my life,

I thought I’d be happy, alone,

But it feels like everything’s haunted,

Now my soul is burning inside,

This is not what I wanted.

-Abhishek Gupta

Hate.


Sometimes we need to embrace hate in order to let go of the person once we loved,

For that person never existed,

For that person has never been real,

And this person, the real one, has to go.

We cannot love imposters,

For it’s going mess with our lives.

So sometimes we need to hate,

For it’s the right thing to be done.

Sometimes hate is the answer,

To the question we were asking ourselves,

“How to forget the person whom we loved so much once?”

-Abhishek Gupta

He has left us.


In this beautiful world,

Animals and humans are confined to exist, together.

He considered them both, his beautiful creations once,

But as it is said, nothing lasts forever.

Humans made missiles and guns,

Now they kill each other and also animals.

Because of our own deeds,

He has left us,

Left us in vanity.

You want to know why God left this place long ago.

Because animals are now more sane,

While humans have lost their humanity.

-Abhishek Gupta

Coffee. 


This morning I woke up, stressed.

Thinking, why am I not, just like others, blessed?

Anxiety and depression always lurking inside my mind,

“Why is my life so fucked up?” I thought.

Gazing upon the sky, I asked.

“Why art thou so mad at me?”

Feeling low all of a sudden, I took the first sip of my Coffee,

“Wait, what an amazing life I have!”

I exclaimed with joy, recalling all my achievements,

When I looked at all my Trophies.

“This is why we need Coffee in Life.”

-Abhishek Gupta

Unspecial.


Selective I am, when it comes to humans.

I do not just make friends,

I give them a chance to be a part of my family.

I might be a prick to others, even rude at times.

Complicated I am, kind of tangly.

But my humans, they just know how to handle me.

I do not hold grudges against anyone,

Why should I?

If someone I love hurts me, intentionally,

And disappoints me, gravely.

I do not tell them anything, I do not react.

Just like I made them special, in my life.

Unspecial, they become again.

-Abhishek Gupta