Gulishta

Gulishta Dec 2017

There was this girl. .
   Living her life in peace. ..
      There was she,her books and poetry. .
             Then a boy came. ...
                   And swept her off her feet. .

Maybe she was looking for a friend.
Didn't wanted to complicate what could've been a simple to an extent.
She didn't realise that life doesn't work that way,
Whenever you think you have it under control.
It will ****** it away. .

It wasn't her life she was living. .
Don't know when but she started believing. .
The boy wasn't a part of the plan..
Those feeling couldn't be a part of her plan..

Manipulated and justified action..
Suppressed and false reactions. .
Then it changed drastically. .
She was baffled basically. .
But what could've been done about it? .
She was the one who didn't do anything about it.

Now,she is back..
living her life in peace. .
Where there's she,her books and poetry.
Does it matter? ..
That there are pieces where her heart should've beat. .
It was a borrowed life. . Never her's. .
Still. ..loosing it does hurt.

Gulishta Dec 2017

Don't **** the saviour.

Suppressed emotions,
Depressed mind.
Looking everywhere for courage,
Instead of looking inside.

Struggling to stand,
Don't want the support.
Wasting away a life.
Don't know how to afford.

It isn't a bad thing,
Asking for help.
Want to conquer the world,
Hoping to be blessed.

Accepting what life gives,
Doesn't mean a failure.
Imagine yourself a hero,
Don't **** the saviour.

Gulishta Dec 2017

To the girl who broke him.

It's been a while since you left him.
But you are still living in him,
He says he has moved on and forgotten about you.,
But when he is drunk and have his guards down,
I see the real him,
I see the regret and heartbreak he's keeping.
The regret in his smile..that never reaches his eyes.
The regret of being so in love with you.
That it change him...Everything about him.
From his watch to clothes to apartment to his personality .
And I don't have to ask if those things reminded him of you..
Because he has said..everything does.
Maybe that's why he hates his skin..
Because he can't change it..
He says it smells of you..
He says love is a tragedy happens to two people at the same time.
You are killing every part of him.
One by one ..
I'm listening everything he has to say..
I can't do anything about it for my dismay.
I've heard him cry himself to sleep.
I've seen him struggle to do simple things.
Is it love that he carries on his body or a scar that you gave him.
Isn't love supposed to be a good thing??
Please let him go for good
or come back to him.

Gulishta Dec 2017

Not in love.

I'm not in love with you. .
It doesn't matter that I wake up every morning wishing to see your face.

I'm not in love with you. .
It doesn't matter that everthing reminds of you.

I'm not in love with you. .
It doesn't matter that I check my phone every few minutes, wishing to see your name pop up.

I'm not in love with you. .
It doesn't matter that if you don't talk to me a single day,I'll go crazy.

I'm not in love with you. .
It doesn't matter that If you are sad,my heart refuse to feel any joy.

I'm not in love with you. .
It doesn't matter that I'm missing you like I'm missing a part of myself, while writing this poem.

Gulishta Dec 2017

An ugly side of love .

LOVE....a four letter word.
It's beautiful if it's in your favour..
It's ugly if it's not.
           I've seen an ugly side of love.
It breaks you..
     Shatter you....
          Consumes you...
                   Becomes you...

It have a dark side.
  It will always be in front of your mind,
     No matter how badly you want to keep it aside.
   It will **** your soul right out of you.
It won't let you feel anything else..
Any other emotion...
joy,happiness,satisfaction, pleasure nothing.
All you can feel is it...
All you can see is it...
It will make you search for yourself over and over again.
It will make you a habitual to feel the pain.
It won't let you overcome it. .
No matter how hard you try.
It will a constant always trying to pry.

And at the end.....
You will become it.
You will be the ugly side of love.
You will be the thing you were running from.
You will be what you hated the most.
Then maybe..not loving wouldn't have been the worst.

Gulishta Dec 2017

To my friend.

You like me,
As you like a film star.
You respect me,
But want to do that from afar.
You wanna have me in your life,
Not sure as what? . or how far? ?

I've got qualities you wanna have,
I'm admireable as you've said.
We're not lovers, but more than friends.
I think too much, as I've tried to understand.

Now it's clear as water,
Won't be getting any doubt.
We've fought, yelled, cried and got hurt.
Don't know what was that about.

I can't complete you,
If you don't want to be.
You are not happy,
But you wants me to be.
And I can feel your pain,
I can't help it.
Please promise me to try ,
You can overcome from it.

Gulishta Dec 2017

The morning breeze.

The morning breeze. ..
        Stings on cheeks. ...
            Making them rosy red. ...
                Doing the work of caffeine fix.

Waking up from sleepy stupor....
       Floating through hairs. ....
            Making them look like the bird nest...

Fingers chilled. ...
    Shivering bodies...
        Chattering teeth .....
             Reminding that we're still alive.