Complexed
Your problems,
multiplied by your fear,
is equal to the anxiety
attack you experience.
If only, instead of multiplying it
by fear, you’d divide it by efforts,
your life would become
less complexed.
-Abhishek Gupta
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
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.
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.
Halloween
We wear masks
to hide our faces
In Halloween.
But the truth is,
Those masks
of foul creatures
Doesn’t hide
our faces, but,
Unveils the
real ones.
-Halloween.
-Abhishek Gupta.
Dil ka aalam.
Dil ka aalam kuch aisa hai.
Gham ki sagar me dooba hai.
Cheekh bhi na aane deta labon par.
Zindagi bezubaan si ho gayi hai.
Dil ka aalam kuch aisa hai.
Ragon me lahoo ki jagah
Ab zeher hi baste hai.
Kise karun bayan Haal-e-Dil?
Ajkal toh apne hi hume
saanp bankar daste hai.
Dil ka aalam kuch aisa hai.
Ke kuch aapke jaisa, aur,
Kuch humare jaisa hai.
Dil ka aalam kuch aisa hai.
-Abhishek Gupta.
Lost My Zest.
I’ve lost my zest for life.
I do not know, if it’ll ever come back to me.
I do not know, why have I, become like this.
I do not know, what to do next.
Void my life has become, it feels.
Void my heart has become, it feels.
Writing was my only escape.
Only thing, which kept me sane.
I have lost my vision, it feels.
I’m going insane, it feels.
All my efforts, to overcome this,
It’s all going in vain.
I don’t even understand,
Why am I even feeling this pain?
It’s consuming me, day by day, bit by bit.
I want to write, like I used to, once again.
But I don’t know if I ever
will be able to do that.
For it feels, it feels like I’ve lost my wit.
-Somebody, please save me?
-Drowning in thoughts.
-Abhishek Gupta.
Home.
I read somewhere.
“Sometimes home
can be another person.”
Never, ever, make this
mistake of considering
someone as your home.
You’re not supposed to
look for home in humans.
You want to feel homeless,
If they ever leave you?
If not, then stop.
– It’ll break you down.
– Abhishek Gupta.
He.
He’s not the one,
Who broke your heart.
He’s not the one,
’cause of whom,
Your life fell apart.
He’s different, unlike others.
He’s not like him, he’s not your past.
Don’t you compare him, don’t you dare.
His heart is pure,
His heart is fair,
His heart is filled
with love and care.
He’s not the one,
Who broke your heart.
He’s not the one,
’cause of whom,
Your life fell apart.
You may not find,
Somebody like him.
Ever again.
– He is rare.
– Abhishek Gupta.