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.

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.

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.

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.

A broken lover.

You should’ve seen your face.

When you smiled, looking at the sunset.
The fact is, you couldn’t, but I did.
I saw you and your gleaming eyes,
Your hair, waving around with the wind,
Your smile, it was so mesmerising.
The sun was setting, but in my heart,
It was actually rising.
Then you turned around, looking at me,
You asked, why was I smiling?
Was it because of the beautiful sunset?
But, I couldn’t answer you that time,
So I just kept smiling, looking at you.
I still, cannot answer,
if you’ll ever ask me this question,
And it’ll always remain burried in my heart,
That I was smiling because,
That one glance of your smile,
Filled my heart with Euphoria,
All I could see, was your smile,
But you were waiting for someone else,
For, not I, but he, was your sunshine,
And all I could’ve done was
To keep my feelings, my pain,
my love for you, to myself,
For, I knew, you could never, ever, be mine.
For I knew, I’d never ever be your sunshine.

– A broken lover.

– Abhishek Gupta.

Nomad.

My life, where is it leading me?
For this question, I got no answer.
Every day, I ask this, to myself.
Unanswered, every time, I fall asleep.
Long ago, I chose this path.
A journey, to accomplish my dreams.
So far, I’ve come, but now,
I don’t even remember,
What my dream used to be.
I am lost.
I am lost.
– Nomad.
– Abhishek Gupta.