Sorrow and life.

Is this world not badly messed,
Where all are finding reasons to feel blessed.

The continent looks like God’s coffee spill,

Wonder then if it was his plan or will.

Right from when we open our eyes,

It’s a mad rush to be wiser than wise.

It’s a day eat dog world they say,

To survive one must then find his own way.

Wish life came with a  manual of guide,

So to know the unimportant and to be kept aside.

Doing what I want is taking me no where,

Wonder if I even know my purpose here.

Running after my happiness I am without rest,

Then why in return I feel such a waste.

Once I was told this life is a gift,

So when this got into a tragic shift.

Maybe I should not think about it at all,

And just enjoy the crazy free fall.

Happily I must accept the joy and sorrow,

While praying for a happy and beautiful tomorrow.

Maybe then the world would seem a bit nice,

Even with all its fugility and vice.

-Shivesh Gupta

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Torn we are.

Torn we are between here and there,

But it is with you I want to be everywhere.

The pain of separation with you I can share,

Other’s don’t bother and neither do they care.

The distance is not really what I fear,

But it is the thought of you not being near.

So often it’s your picture I stare,

Trying to reach you climbing some imaginary stairs.

-Shivesh

 

 

 

Not an excuse.

You say I don’t express my love anymore,

I didn’t know that we were keeping a score.

I might not say it a lot,

But in my head I repeat it non-stop.

So doesn’t matter I say it or not,

Remember you are all I have got.

I am not here to make any excuse,

Even from billion it’s you I’ll choose.

-Shivesh Gupta

 

 

Stars and Moon.

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Since I can’t meet you soon,

I compare your beauty to stars and the moon.

Love is not something to be tied to a chain,

But staying away from you is full of pain.

Like daily comes and goes the tide,

You thought stays always by my side.

Like a shadow that to stay with you tries,

I am always around you in disguise.

-Shivesh Gupta

Memories that came.

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The splattering rains today rekindled memories few,

Like on leaves winter leaves the morning dew.

I wonder now if it’s rain there,

Hiding from me you are where.

Does rainbow there forms on ground,

And even flowers there make a giggling sound.

Are clouds there made of cotton candy,

So does eating them comes really handy.

Birds there must be of various colours,

Paint the sky does they with their valour.

Houses there must be of flower brick,

How they hold together then must be the real trick.

I wonder if about me you ever think,

Or am I now lost count of countless blink.

I wonder if it rains there,

And if that makes you remember of I am where.

The rain today brought along memories of you,

After ages also which seems new.

 

-Shivesh Gupta