What if?

And she shrugged,
as he hugged,

he clenched his fist,
it was all just mist,

he felt the punch,
when she didn't eat lunch,

she grew up,
and he remembered the time she drank from his cup,

time flew,

when she got a call,
her world did fall,

as now she wanted a hug,
but all she could see was him lying on the rug.

~ Mansi Gupta.

Flowers.

Tired of feeling the same,
everything was a mess,
wanted to know the truth,
she knew it was a bitter fruit.

months passed by,
still she couldn't  find the answer,
what did she miss,
after the last kiss.

the day in the chapel,
and her wonderful white gown,
blood stains all over ,
a tombstone, a flower.

~ Mansi Gupta.

Promise?

Promise, that's what he said,
breaking it was all he meant,
I know forever is a lie,
but it's better than a goodbye.

that day I woke up,
I felt different about us,
we had changed the pace,
as all we needed was some space.

~ Mansi Gupta.

Where was I wrong?

I never saw her again,
well,  let's  go to the start,
the part that touched my heart.

Like the old movies,
when things are paused,
for some cause.

To stop and stare,
back to the present,
when she wasn't present.

Was it that long,
that it lost the touch,
or was there no thing as such.

She had the last word,
it was a deep cut,
and my mouth was shut.

I was young back then,
time flew,
and yet I had no clue.

Where was I wrong?
~ Mansi Gupta.

Chance.

We wandered during dusk,
we stood by the moonlight,
that day the sky was different,
it was different for us.

We sat still ,
The shimmering stars,
Blurred vision,
We lost the will.

A walk back in time,
With a smile,
With tears,
We talked till nine.

Afraid to grow old,
We feared,
What we had lost,
We feared of being bold.

A glance,
Burdened,
With terror,
That we forgot to take a chance.
~ Mansi Gupta. 

Done.

And we are quite,
we give up the real fight,
we stay in the shade,
when our world fades,
we cheat,
as we accept defeat,
a heart so young,
still so quickly done,
from west to east,
we forget to unleash our inner beast.
~ Mansi Gupta. 

Our planned future

We always plan for the future, worry about the future. Are we even going to be a part of "our planned future." Think about it. We plan way ahead and forget to enjoy what we have at the moment. We forget to do certain things that won't or might not be in "our planned future." We think that relationship/friendship is just something to be kept aside. It's always about the future isn't it? Why don't we think of moving along with the people we're currently seeing on a daily basis. Of course, that doesn't fit the definition of moving on or ready to bare changes. Well, if you don't see certain people in your planned future, then they are not your kind of people.
~ Mansi Gupta.

Tale.

We all like reading tales,
the one which never fails,
a look,
makes you read the entire book,
when you walk into the store,
you want more,
it's about the click,
it's not just a love flick,
a little trick,
makes you feel the prick.
~ Mansi Gupta.

Or?

Words with a heart,
or a soulless start,
a fake smile,
or walking a mile,
a mind blowing act,
or stating a fact,
plastic cages,
or inked pages.
~ Mansi Gupta.

Fits.

All we want is something that fits right? Something we might think is not right for us but turns out to be perfect match. Something which bares the inner core of our heart. Something you're meant to discover, sooner or later. Something which feels right. We search for the right thing for a long time, unknowingly. We think we don't need that, but we do. And when you finally find those last pages. Oh well, you have broken those damn cages.
~ Mansi Gupta.

Afraid.

We are so afraid to try,

so afraid to cry,

to show the real strip,

of our life long clip,

being true,

isn't our cue,

being a fake,

is all what the world takes.

~ Mansi Gupta.

We tend to get lost, to discover our most.
~ Mansi Gupta.

Mistake?

"Was it a mistake? "
 A mistake?
" Yes, I mean falling in love."
Why would it be?
I mean , after what happened you would think so but that was the best feeling,
a feeling which drives you insane,
a feeling which doesn't let you sleep,
you always care for that person,
so what if it wasn't meant to be,
but you can't call it a mistake,
you need that,
you need to get hit once in a while,
you can't just cling,
to something you call spring.
~ Mansi Gupta.  

Forward.

Took a deep breath,
walked those steps,
knocked on the door,
looking at the floor,
moving forward,
felt like a coward,
tears lead,
a hand on her head.
~ Mansi Gupta.

Trick

She had  a mind set,
a heart full of regret,
tears on her cheek,
broken pieces,
the sharp prick,
that did the trick.
~ Mansi Gupta.

The star will shine, that's the magic of time.
~ Mansi Gupta.

And when you hit the light, you forget about the previous night.

~ Mansi Gupta. 

And she wanted to end things, as she didn't want to be the one who clings.

~ Mansi Gupta.

Beast

A beast
wanted to feast,
tied down,
in that old town,
it was all sweat and blood,
when he swam in that flood.
~ Mansi Gupta.

Ink

With every word written by the ink,
I felt my heart sink,
we had made a home,
I never felt alone,
but as every path crossed,
I felt a part of me was lost,
everything was blue,
held by that glue,
but when I read that letter,
I realized I deserved better.
~ Mansi Gupta.

Woods

Every part of him died,

when she cried,

he held her tight,

never left her sight,

wiped her tears,

swallowed her fears,

clenched his fist,

saw through the mist,

ran through the woods,

in search of his new food.

~ Mansi Gupta. 

Anger

He wasn't tamed,
he wasn't named,
he made you weak,
forces you to seek,
he created smoke,
which made you choke,
he was evil,
sent from the devil.
~ Mansi Gupta.

Blades

He wasn't brave,
he could just crave,
he grew up,
but it wasn't quite much,
scars were all he had,
those words made him a lad,
wanted shades,
but was surrounded by blades.
~ Mansi Gupta.

Door

Stepped out of the door,
her eyes were sore,
she lost sight,
the will to fight,
she wanted to back,
when things were on track.
~ Mansi Gupta.

Fighter

It was a start,
of her new part,
tried to be bold,
as she was always told,
walking with a mark,
in the dark,
she held tighter,
as she was a fighter.
~ Mansi Gupta.

A silent walk.

Failed to understand,
that's how it all began,
ways parted,
thoughts of how it all started,
promises broken,
hearts ripped,
words spoken,
they tripped,
forgiveness was forgotten,
every feeling was rotten,
a silent walk,
there was nothing left to talk.
~ Mansi Gupta.