Never hurt anyone to an extent,
That, the consequences, they cannot bear.
A scarred body may heal,
But a scarred soul?
It’s a different deal.
Mortals, we are.
So the pain, sometimes, cannot be concealed.
Some people might act savage, without fear.
But a scarred soul remains scarred, forever.
Those scars, within, will never disappear.
-Abhishek Gupta
This world.
It is a jungle, where we reside.
A jungle, where Animals are saner,
And insanity is something, from which,
We, Humans, cannot run/cannot hide.
-Abhishek Gupta
People die.
Blood is shed.
Corrupted minds.
Everywhere, we see red.
We stand here and see everything,
But cannot do anything.
Hearts and minds, filled with,
Anxiety and Rage.
Law’s there for us,
So we cannot engage.
All we do here, is sit and whine,
For we cannot do anything.
We’re like birds,
Birds that are trapped inside a cage.
We see everything from inside, and,
All we can do is, feel this rage.
-Abhishek Gupta
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.
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
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.
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?
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
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
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