Be fierce
Be fierce.
Be bold.
Be wise.
Speak up your mind.
But also remember,
your words have the
power to hurt people
around you. So,
use them, wisely.
Be fierce.
Be bold.
Be wise.
-Abhishek Gupta.
High
Your words cannot defy,
the fact that I’ll, someday, fly.
No matter how harsh,
No matter how blunt,
No matter how much,
You criticize.
I won’t let it affect me.
I will fly, high.
A True Writer
Writing better than others
does not make you
a better writer.
Belittling others because
they are not as good as you,
does not make you
a better writer.
Help the ones
who need you.
Help them to
write better.
Only then, you will
become a writer
in the true sense.
-Abhishek Gupta.
Level
Level.
A word which
is used by humans,
to measure, things.
Now let me
show y’all,
what humans
use it for.
Standard.
Status.
Money.
What it should
be used for.
Hypocrisy.
Poverty.
Inhumanity.
And, never
for a person’s
mundanity.
-Abhishek Gupta.
Excuses
I need some air.
I need some space.
I need to go.
Though the
sentences are different.
But they all mean the same.
They’re just.
Excuses to leave.
Excuses to run away.
Excuses to break a heart.
-Abhishek Gupta.
Pain and Love
Pain and love.
What’s the link
between these
two words?
For me,
They’re both
The same.
For me,
Pain, have
Become a
Metaphor
Of love.
-Abhishek Gupta.
Privileged
He took the first
Bite of his food,
And threw it away
Exclaiming how
tasteless it was.
A rag picker, later,
picked it up and ate it.
How satiated,
he looked,
while eating,
like it was
the tastiest food
he ever had.
Not everyone is
as privileged
as you are.
-Abhishek Gupta.
Gentleman
When you shave that beard,
it doesn’t lessen your masculinity.
Beard or not, masculinity lies
in the way you treat others.
If you think belittling others,
Makes you more masculine,
Then, my friend, you’re wrong.
‘Cause my parents have
taught me that being a
gentleman is the most
Masculine feature a
man can ever have.
-Abhishek Gupta.
It still hurts
I was doing fine.
I was on my way
To find bliss, again.
But then,
You came back.
Of Course,
in my memories.
It kills me.
Every time,
I think of you.
It still hurts, the same,
Like it did, when you
broke my heart.
It’s just that,
I don’t talk about it, anymore.
So now, no one can see it.
-Abhishek Gupta.