Aman Kushwaha

Something inside me

Kept burning

All these years

Yet

Couldn't figure out

Whether wishes set themselves on fire

Or

Deep emotions rubbed each other

To set ablaze

But

Very sure something heavy turned

Into ashes

Thus

Feel

Quiet unburdened and relax

*Misled*___

Want to hold

Your fingers

Between my palms

To feel the warmth

Once I had

And

After that lines of fate only misled to me

So

I remained unarrived at any destination

Real or fake!

Turning behind

You may not find me

Around

But

I am

There

Between your thoughts, actions and

In your memories

To comfort you always and ever

Lie,
A beautiful thing that can bring a smile.
Lie,
A word that can brighten up my eyes.
Lie,
‘Coz it reminds me of love and bliss.
Lie,
‘Coz I am used to it.
Lie,
‘Coz that’s the only truth.

Those late nights early morning talk,
At 3A.M. when it was time for ghost souls to take a walk.
When you used to tell me a sweet lie,
That you will not give up on me, will stay by my side.
And I used to believe them all that you say,
And stick that smile on my lips for whole next day.

Take me again to place I used to be,
Where I used to believe that you and me,
Will remain forever, even though it was a lie,
It has that power to keep my soul alive.
This truth is hurting me, killing inside.
And it feels like am stabbed with a sharp edged knife.

Lie to me,
‘Coz I believe each love words said by thee.
Lie,
‘Coz it has beautiful rhyme in it.
Lie,
‘Coz it has all the promises, even though fake,
Lie,
‘Coz I am used to it.
Lie,
‘Coz that’s the only truth.

I did remember

As a kid

How I was engaged

Making paper boats

Without

Looking at the intensity of rain

Or hail storms on roads

In every monsoon

But

Didn't remember

When I became preoccupied

In all aspects of life

While writing

I did recreate

All the memories drifted out of my sight

But

Now they were neither breathing

Nor alive

Yet

Left behind

A regrettable smile

......Journey Of Life... . ',)

Tears came
But somehow
I held them in eyes

And

Through smile
I conveyed heart and mind

That

Every beautiful moment
At some point in time
Becomes unforgettable memory in the journey of life....

. Tear in eyes

Pain inside

Outside fake smile

Hopeless feeling

Something hurting inside

frustrated

All the time

Feel depressed, irritated, punched

All at same time

If I ever tried To swim across

Past moments.... 💔

First
Myth- All you need is love.

Truth:- No ,you need respect, care , attention and energy to compromise things

Second

Myth- If someone loves you, they will know why you’re sad or happy.

Truth:- Yes, maybe sometimes they can sense your feelings but they can’t be accurate every time what is going inside inside.

Third

Myth- After coming together, you’ll live with happiness.

Truth:- To make a relationship happy and healthy, you’ll have to put your efforts even after becoming each others.

Fourth

Myth- There is only one who is perfect for you.

Truth:- NO , you also need respect , care ,attention, and energy to compromise things.

Fivth

Myth- S*x is necessary to let a relationship survive.

Truth:- The quicker s*x enters in a relationship, the sooner the relationship fails…most of the time.

मैं इश्क़ पन्नों पर लिखता हूं
कुछ स्याही से , कुछ जज्बातों से
मैं शब्दों को चुराता हूं
हमारे आपके हालातों से ।

मैं वो इश्क़ लिखता हूं
जो पूरी न हो पाती है
वो इश्क़ जो हमारे आपके दिलों में
अधूरी छूट जाती है ।

वो इश्क़ -
जो लफ्जों से बयां न हो पाते हैं
वो इश्क़ -
जो होठों के दरमियान कहीं दब से जाते हैं ।

मैं उस इश्क़ को
शब्दों में पिरोता हूं
मैं उन टूटे रिश्तों को भी
यादों में संजोता हूं ।

मैं दर्दों की जुबानी से इश्क़ लिखता हूं
मैं हमारी आपकी कहानी से इश्क़ लिखता हूं ।

-Ashutosh

With the first ray of the sun
Your thoughts suddenly blossom
As the time crosses dawn
My 'ONLY YOU' mode is ON !

And I relax
When the time reaches noon
I remember
How , your kisses were a boon !

And by the evenings
When there's nothing left much
I remember
Your strong,yet so gentle touch !

And when the night falls
My heart quietly moan
I remember
When you left me alone !

And with the passing year
I fall for you in different ways
Oh dear ! I hope you could know
How much I love you on Sundays !
-Ashutosh