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

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

Too much work.

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Little too extra you have to work,

Like in government office does a clerk.

You planned to have so much fun,

Now you work till down goes the sun,

Working might give you joy,

But please don’t forget to enjoy.

Always remember in life this theory,

Never stop making good memories.

-Shivesh Gupta

Everything so wasted.

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I feel so frustrated,

As if all my bones are rusted.

Good old days now seem to be dusted,

Too much in my luck maybe I trusted.

Some might say that it’s all overhyped,

But problems I wish could just be sublimed.

Hope someday I won’t feel so disgusted,

But time already seems too much wasted.

Her presence in my life seems perfectly time,

With her support I will now ladder of success climb.

-Shivesh Gupta

Life?

20170421_234734What exactly is the purpose of life?

Is it perfection for what we should strive.

Participated in the never ending struggle and constant drive,

The meaning of life I still can’t derive.

Maybe we all need to just constantly survive,

Or just protect our soul so it could then thrive. 

Responsibilities are everywhere and one has to take in a dive,

I like to believe this is the only way to feel alive.  

-Shivesh Gupta