Waited
You waited, but s/he never came back. Ykw sometimes people don’t come back & that’s okay, because they’re not supposed to be back.
-Abhishek Gupta
You waited, but s/he never came back. Ykw sometimes people don’t come back & that’s okay, because they’re not supposed to be back.
-Abhishek Gupta
I was told to write what would I do if I was a ghost, but am I not a ghost already? When you die, your soul leaves your body, and the ones who get stuck in this world, we call them ghosts. That’s what people believe, right? But what do we call people whose souls have been torn apart umpteen times, whose dreams have been crushed ever since they were a kid. Aren’t these people dead already, inside. Aren’t these people, ghosts too, Just like me?
-Abhishek Gupta
If people will get time from hating each other over religion and language, and if they’ll actually start thinking about the things out there, the voidness out there, the fact that earth is like a dust particle out in the space and that you don’t even know what’s coming for us, they’ll finally be “woke” af. You never know when a big ass asteroid will come and wipe us all out like it wiped out the existence of dinosaurs. If you look at the sky at night, and think about these things you’ll get chills down your spine. But here we are, in this god forsaken world, where people kill each other in the name of religion, which doesn’t even matter, because when this world will end, and it will end someday, it won’t matter what religion you follow, what’s your skin color, white, black or brown. Nothing would matter because nothing would be left. We, humans, are like dust particles if compared to the size of earth, and earth is like a dust particle in our milky way, and milky way is like a dust particle, actually we can’t even guess size of milky way because space is infinite. If people actually start considering these facts, this world will become a happier place to live in. When I lie down and look at the stars at night, all I can think of is that how lucky we’re, that we’re all alive here, how lucky we’re that we live in a planet which is placed at perfect place amongst all the other planets, which makes it the best place where life forms and flourish, but then I also realize that we’ll be the doom of this world, humanity is it’s curse, because no one cares about the nature. We’re killing our nature, our water bodies, this world where we’re supposed to live and let our future generations live. I sometimes ponder, how is this world going to end? Will it be us or something from the outside? To get the answer, all we can do is wait. Till then, breathe, live and let others live peacefully.
-Abhishek Gupta
मेरे आँगन में
काफी पेड़ पौधे है।
हर दिवस मैं देखता हूँ
के कुछ पत्ते अपने
रंग को खो, सूख जाते है।
और वो सूखे पत्ते
उन हरे पत्तों की
खूबसूरती पर पर्दा
बन जाते है।
झोंका हवा का आता है,
और अपने साथ उन सूखे
पत्तों को उड़ा ले जाता है।
काश ऐसा ही कुछ हम
इंसानो के साथ भी होता।
वो बीते लम्हे जो हमारे
ज़िन्दगी में नशत के लमहो
को ठहरने ना देते है।
कोई हवा का झोंका आता
उन्हें भी अपने साथ ले जाता
तो शायद हम भी यूं अर्सो
महव-ए-यास ना रहते।
-अभिषेक गुप्ता
Lafz diye tujhe us farishte ne
Toh istemaal kar uska yoon
Insaano mein mohabbat bikherne ka.
Nafrat ki aag kyun tu ugalta hai.
Tere alfaazo ke vajah se
Kyun insaan mazhab
ke naam par jalta hai.
Tere dimag ki upaj se
Is jahan mein ekta ka khawab
Ek khwaab hi reh jayega.
Jannat ki toh baat na karna,
Tere karmo se tu
toh yamshala hi payega.
Yaad rakh aye insaan,
Ye baat naa bhool.
Tu yahan khaali haath hi aaya tha.
Tu yahan se khaali haath hi jayega.
-Abhishek Gupta
Kuch kehna tha, aur ye
bojh e dil jo main Na Jane
Kabse banjaro ki tarah lekar phir raha hoon,
Usse zara halka karna tha.
Ke ek waqt tha,
jab teri palko pe aaye
har aansoon ko moti
samjh zameen par na
kabhi main girne deta tha.
Ke ek waqt tha,
Tere lafzon se nikle har alfaaz
Shehad se meethe lagte te,
jo mere in kaano me
din o raat,
goonjte rehte the.
Ke ek waqt tha,
Teri wo muskaan, aur wo haya,
mujhe dekh kar, ghayal sa kar deti
thi mujhe aur mere is dil ko.
Ke ek waqt tha,
Jab tere waaste is
duniya se lad sa jata tha.
Tere chehre par gar
gham ke saya bhi dikh jaye,
Toh kuch dar sa jata tha.
Anmol thi tu mere liye,
Tujhe mehfooz rakhne ke liye,
Kuch bhi kar sa jata tha.
Ke ek waqt tha,
Jab tere waaste is
duniya se lad sa jata tha.
Wo waqt kuch aur tha,
Ye waqt kuch aur hai. x2
Ab tere us soorat se mohabbat
nahi par beintehaan nafrat si ho gayi hai.
Kuch pyar baaki hai, aur shayad humesa rahega,
Par ab tere bina jeene ki aadat si ho gayi hai.
Tanha chhoda tune, uska gham nahi mujhe.
Gham toh hai is baat ka, ke is dil me,
mohabbat ke khilaaf tu ek beej is bo gayi hai.
Arre ja, tujhe kab roka tha Maine.
Ek bar bol kar to dekhti, par aise kyun
khud ko mujhse paraai si kar gayi.
Mujhe vafa e ishq ka paath padhaati thi.
Khud yoon aisi bewafai si kar gayi?
Bade shiddat se mobbat ki thi,
Par ab nafrat bhi dekh tu meri.
Aakhri saans tak, mudkar na
dekhunga main ab tujhe
Ab nafrat bhi tu dekh meri.
Mar gayi hai, jo mohabbat
mere dil me thi.
Aur uski qaatil tu hai.
Tere hath mere khoon se sane hai.
Dekh apne hathon ko,
Aur jee. Ye hi teri saza hai.
Par kabhi kisi aur ka dil yoon na todna,
Bas itni si meri ek aakhri raza hai.
Ke ek waqt tha,
Jab tere waaste is
duniya se lad sa jata tha.
Wo waqt kuch aur tha,
Ye waqt kuch aur hai.
-Abhishek Gupta
I wonder,
If you ever think of me.
Do you even remember my voice?
The way I used to be, around you?
Do you ever get that sense of euphoria,
thinking about OUR happy memories?
I wonder, if you even care,
that I’m even alive or not.
Like I always say,
It’s not the bad memories,
Which fucks you up from inside,
It’s the happy ones, because,
you know it’ll never happen again.
The moments we shared,
the happiness I felt, I know,
It’ll never come back to me.
I know I will never be able to
hold your hands again, ever.
I know, it’s all over now.
It’s been 6 years, after all.
The memories, it has started
to fade away, with time.
Your voice sounds like
a stranger to me now.
I know, it’s all over now.
It’s been 6 years, after all.
I’ve been carrying these dead
feelings for a long time now.
I guess the time has finally arrived.
The time to bury these memories,
these feelings, the agony and anguish,
which burns within this heart.
Today, I saw you with your love.
I saw, how happy you were,
Exactly like you used to be with me.
Whilst I was still struggling to
heal and mend this broken heart.
I believe, the time has come,
to end it, once and for all.
Finally,
I’m leaving my past,
where it belongs.
// in the past //
-Abhishek Gupta
I can see you fading away,
like the dimming flame of
that candle, which has reached
its bottom and is now going to
submit itself to the darkness.
I can see you fading away,
like the memory of that
old rusted, broken car,
which I once saw on
the highway, abandoned.
I can see you fading away,
like my zest for playing guitar,
which is kept at the corner
of my room, which sometimes
peeps and tries to remind me
of its existence, which I tend
to ignore most of the time,
because, time is what, I have not.
I can see you fading away,
but I’m trying hard not to
let go of you, for you’re
the pillar of my existence.
Poetry, my zest for writing,
I can see you,
fading away,
from me.
-Abhishek Gupta.
I am standing at this side of the isle,
And I can see you, going away.
There’s nothing I can do, to stop you.
It’d would be something similar to
Me trying to not let the sand, in my fist, fall down.
See, here’s the thing, even if I try, I know,
It, the sand, is going to vanish in some time.
I don’t know, how to react.
I don’t know, how to enact.
I won’t be fine, well,
that I know, for the fact.
But how good I am
at burying my feelings,
deep inside my chest, alive.
Only I, know that.
But you know what,
I am exhausted now.
I’m tired of putting
that mask, on my face.
That mask of “I’m okay”.
Masquerading,
that I’m strong.
Whilst I’m not.
Consumed by the dark, I am.
Broken inside, yet alive, I am.
Maybe beyond fixing, aloof, I am.
But worry not, about me.
Alone, I might be,
But lonely,
I am not.
I know,
how strong,
I am.
However
my life is,
here’s
the thing,
Alive,
I am.
// survivor //
-Abhishek Gupta
Ek naav si hi hoti hai ye zindagi.
Jis disha me le jana chaaho,
Us disha mein hi ye jayegi.
Toofan aane par ladkhadayegi,
Par thik se sambhaalo toh
Sambhal bhi jayegi.
Ek naav si hi hoti hai ye zindagi.
Aapne dusron ki kashti ko
doobte zarur dekha hoga.
Par unki kashti doobi kyunki
Wo usse sambhaal na paaye.
Aur us nazaare ke dar se
Agar aap is vishal samandar
Ki sair ko na nikle,
toh manjhi kaise kehlaoge?
Darr sabko lagta hai,
par dar se darkar agar
Aap pehle hi haar maan loge,
Toh ye zindagi kaise jiyoge?
Ye zindagi tujhe girayegi,
Is zindagi ka dastur yahi hai.
Par gir kar ruk jana,
Ye tera dastur nahi hai.
Uth, badh, par ghabra kar na ruk.
Nikaal kashti aur bhid un lehron se.
Takra, ladkhada, par haar na maan,
Aur jeet kar aa.
Ek naav si hi hoti hai ye zindagi.
Jis disha me le jana chaaho,
Us disha mein hi ye jayegi.
-Abhishek Gupta