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Harshit Nangia Apr 2020
What we had was great
But maybe it is not in our fate .
Harshit Nangia Mar 2020
It's sad that I have to stop
So that in life I don't walk but hop.

It's time to build my own reality
In a way I can live my dream in it .

I often think maybe I should
Live my reality in my dream
But who would I be kidding
It will only be true as long as I am dreaming.

I am not retiring
But merely on a break
I will be returning
As my dream is at stake.

All I can ask from you
Is to wait for me
For when I return
I will be free .
I love writing and music , but I am at a stage where I have to build a career so that I can peacefully pursue my writing and music .
I will be back in a year.
Harshit Nangia Mar 2020
I DON'T LOVE YOU ANYMORE

I don't love you anymore
Still, I am unable to love someone else.

Nothing brings me more joy knowing,
You were my first love.
Nothing brings me more sorrow knowing,
You will be my last love.

She asked me if I loved her
I told her I did.
But when I looked inside me,
I knew I lied.

I couldn't break her heart,
Because she loved me.
She wasn't the heroine of the story,
But she loved me.

I didn't give her a reason,
But she understood.
It broke her, upset her and angered her
That I just couldn't love her .

My heart is closed and abandoned,
It doesn't allow anyone to enter it
Because somewhere in there
You still live in it .

I have been with many,
Didn't love one .
Never actually been with you
But always knew that you were the one

I still try to mingle,
Everytime I can .
I really like them  
But love, I don't know if I can.
Harshit Nangia Mar 2020
I am now the ascetic lion.
I refrain from my old way.
I try to get better everyday.

It seems that I am the only one trying,
Compelling my heart and soul
To not follow my natural instinct,
My natural instinct to **** .

They see me silent,
They see me non violent.
They think I am weak .

They poke me for fun
They tease me with a gun
Some think they're strong
Little do they know , that they're wrong.

It's all so tempting ,
To show them who I am, what I can do
I tolerate the dance of the fool
Keeping my cool .
But everyone has their limit ,
And inevitably they cross it
At last I devour them .
This poem is about myself
I don't know if anyone will relate to it but it's the truth of my life which I am about to change
Harshit Nangia Mar 2020
Weakness they thought, as they were boys
Silence it was, as he was a man.

Vengeance they sought, as they were boys
Forgiveness he had , as he was a man.

Popularity they craved, as they were boys
Respect he had , as he was a man .

Talk they did, as they were boys
Actions he took, as he was a man.

The society made a shell around him , trying to keep him a boy, All filled with ego,insecurity,show off,anger,hatred.
Courage it took , to break the shell and
                        BE A MAN

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