Numaaish
Us dard-e-dil ka
maza hi kya jiski
numaaish aap
puri duniya mein
karte firein.
Kabhi kabhi dard sehna
zaruri hota hai, aye dost.
Insaan zindagi ke
asliyat se roobaroo
tab hi hota hai.
-Abhishek Gupta
Us dard-e-dil ka
maza hi kya jiski
numaaish aap
puri duniya mein
karte firein.
Kabhi kabhi dard sehna
zaruri hota hai, aye dost.
Insaan zindagi ke
asliyat se roobaroo
tab hi hota hai.
-Abhishek Gupta
She used to tell me
that she couldn’t
live without me?
I tried to find her grave,
everywhere, after she
broke my heart, and,
left me here, alone,
with this void heart.
But I never found it.
-Abhishek Gupta.
My vision is blurry.
I can’t see properly
without my spectacles.
But I still choose not
to wear my spectacles.
For the spectacle I get
when I wear my spectacles,
is of a world filled with
hatred and inhumanity.
Void, I feel, a little more,
every time when I see
where this world’s heading.
-Abhishek Gupta.
I’ve lost the track of time.
I’ve lost the track of life.
Baffled amongst these
Exorbitant corrupted humans.
Who have even corrupted,
The purest creation of all, love.
I have even lost the track,
That where’s my life heading,
in this dark, dark world?
-Abhishek Gupta.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.