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Satvik gupta Nov 2020
Be even, even if conditions are odd.
Satvik gupta Nov 2020
My mom told my girlfriend to stop hanging with me.

As now , I am already dead .
Satvik gupta Oct 2020
who needs paint colors ,
when you possess rainbow feelings
for others,
for others.
haiku !
Satvik gupta Oct 2020
Sometimes you fail in your life
then
the door shuts , the curtain falls ,  the wind freezes , the water stop altering in different containers . Everything just ends , a complete state of stillness , nothing but just you and your loneliness.
Suddenly,
Out of nowhere you start to realize about ,your mistakes , your deeds , your acts , etc etc. Everything clings your hands and u just want to vanish your existence from here but that too is unavailable for the moment . Nothing works , then , then u start hating yourself , your dilemma grows and screams in each and every cell of your body .  Negativity , Negativity , Negativity

Even though you try to stop this but your efforts become futile . You realize your nature , your feelings , your burns , your stitches , your despairs ,yours regrets , your failures , and what else not !
Flow of sand siezes in your hourglass , you are left alone , no-one is around except your new friend ,loneliness.

The last leaf of your plant welts like your dreary face . You fall apart ,you wither ,  your growth stops .  
But you know what ,  "Mistakes are like gravity , always keeps you down " but up to some extent after that it converts to "FAILURE"

We just need to realize that level  ,  but it ain't that easy my friend.

Sleeping with regrets daily ,
Even I will have a bright future ,
maybe .
Sufferings
Satvik gupta Oct 2020
The wind was still still ,
Her hands rose rose,

To her ,
The night present present
the moon's shine shone
the stars winked winks
the sea waved waves


her Heart hurt
closed the door
to love darkness
like never before
i m trying my level best to make a poem with homonyms , but it seems like it aint my cup of tea , still i  will try again .
Satvik gupta Sep 2020
the late a flower blooms,
the better beauty it possess.
Satvik gupta Sep 2020
A hollow believe is quite the reprieve.
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