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Vishal Gupta Jan 2018
There are strings
around me. I'm
tangled in.

Choking me. tight.
at times. loose.
Less raveled.

Nor i want to
cut them away.
into pieces.

Neither I want
them to set me
free. forever.

         - stuck in between.
Vishal Gupta Jan 2018
I visit the moon
each night.
Also, the moonless
nights. sometimes.

What if the night
feels jealous.
and leave moon.
homeless. forever.

We care for
the one. We love.
and the one
we are loved by.
Vishal Gupta Jan 2018
parched. scarred.
failed to heal.
unable to bloom.
more helpless.
I have seen it begging.
all around. for life.
  
                 -humanity.
Vishal Gupta Jan 2018
I've imagined
forever. always
under your veil.

Eternity somewhat
similar to you.
always.

And now. after you.
I have stopped.
talking about them.

       -(forever. a myth)
Vishal Gupta Jan 2018
...i had made you,
my home. and
I would've stayed
even at the most
deserted part.
least visited one.
Would've irrigated it.
made it bloom.
Vishal Gupta Jan 2018
There are days
when i pick up
the shattered
memories. yours

And then again
there are days
when i pick up
my pieces. broken.

And at times,
I just let things go.
For holding things
less real. hurts.

I turn to the
fate and destiny.
blaming them and
naming them.
Vishal Gupta Jan 2018
Even the last glint. visible to me
has escaped into the dark. far away.
And the only silhouette of the silver light,
i was holding. around the darkest corner
has vanished suddenly. somewhere deep.
leaving no sign of it for me. to trace it.

The cold winds have changed their direction.
to annihilate the already wounded me.
My vulnerabilities are at the peak today.
But the winds come close  and caress me.
Instead of hurting deep. Oh ! I know the winds.
Today. even they pity me. and my helplessness.

"Bright. beautiful. comprising all the hues.
Blooming beyond seasons. round the clock.
Irrigating me somehow. making me bloom.
The only flower. i was loving from distance.
has now a bee to sing songs around it.
To taste its nectar. no less than an elixir."

I'm cold. numb. with restlessness around.
My eyes should shed tears. unceasingly.
But there's nothing left inside. all parched.
They're staring at the sky. the night sky.
for it may catch. at least the tail of hope there.
moving around. under the veil of darkness.

Pale. squeezed. much gloomy today.
I can see the moon with cracks. tonight.
Gazing me from the distance. with no blink.
I can feel tears rolling down from it.
The stars have also dimmed their light today.
All mourning for me. shattering down around.

The Spring is going out of my palms.
and the Autumn is no more carrying beauty.
Rain drops no more heals. instead ****** me.
I no more able to see summer sun melting against her light.
The winter frost has already captured my heart.
The seasons have changed in a while. suddenly.

The feeling are scratching my heart deep.
The memories are making it heavy enough.
And I wish to pull this pumping object out.
Hurt is something certain to happen.
All I can try is to lessen it. I did. failed.
I loved her and thought. she would do the same.
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