nishthagupta

www.instagram.com/wordslay__/

Budding writer with random musings My love is pure for Writing�� Slay the world with your words!��

Grid View
List View
Reposts
  • nishthagupta 213w

    I am what you can only dream to be...

    ©nishthagupta

  • nishthagupta 213w

    I don't know what breathing is like,
    As my soul is rotten inside.
    Those gleeful and happy spots are long lost.
    Sorrow and gloom chunk my way.
    Swing my wings and float back to the sky,
    Now remains a vanished certainty.
    All I see is myself struggling to get out of the deep blues.
    This universe now is a black hole,
    That swallows me by shard & slice.

    ©nishthagupta

  • nishthagupta 220w

    Please share your views in the comments!
    #3ink #challenge #3words
    Thanks for the amazing contest @saumyachawla It's real fun to see things from different perspectives...!
    @saumyachawla @writersnetwork @readwriteunite @aryan22 @theboywiththespecs @sweetdreams12xx @shriradhey_apt @mirakeeworld @bhuvnesh_

    Read More

    Life
    is
    strange


    ©nishthagupta

  • nishthagupta 220w

    He was her mother, her best friend, her safe harbour, her guiding light, her hero.
    She slept on his lap and felt peaceful and calm.
    All her worries turned into dust when she was with him.
    She loved him more than her own life and he loved her too.
    'He' was her father... Her tiny-little world!


    ©nishthagupta

  • nishthagupta 221w

    Like and share if you can relate!
    Comment and tag your friends!
    Criticism accepted with courtesy...
    For suggestions, DM me on my Instagram account (link in bio).
    @writersnetwork @mirakeeworld @mirakee @readwriteunite @willow923 @sherylway @harshit_s @chaipoetry @chandler_devon

    Read More

    Courage (n)

    To let myself get over that person... And realise that it is over.


    ©nishthagupta

  • nishthagupta 221w

    Maa

    The only person who stands by you during all your tantrums...
    The one who has a direct connection to your heart...
    The one who's ready to cook for you even at the most odd times of the day...
    The one who never stops worrying about you...
    The one who made you believe in love at first sight...♥
    My mother she is❣

    Happy Mother's Day Maa❤

    ©nishthagupta

  • nishthagupta 222w

    For the full poem check my Instagram account! (Link in bio)
    @readwriteunite @writersnetwork @mirakeeworld @mirakee

    Read More

    Ignorance

    Loving you is like trying to change your mind
    Once you're already flying through the free fall,
    Like the one in autumn,
    So bright just before they lose it all.



    ©nishthagupta

  • nishthagupta 222w

    Happy Place

    It was a mundane day, when I was returning from work. I was a teensy bit exhausted but in a perfect mood to tease my darling husband. My husband and I live together in our small happy nest. He is very loving, caring and extra possessive. He can be easily described as a “perfect man” living in a mythical world.
    Our love story can be traced back to our school days, and it is amazing to share love with each other every single day ever since.

    The usual me planned to amuse myself by lying to him that I faked love all this while and that I can’t be with him. I knew that I was going over the top, but my desire to play around for fun was overpowering my senses.

    I entered home grumbling in an irritated tone. He was sitting in the hall working on his laptop. Then he saw me and said,

    “Hey honey! What has happened? Is there anything which is bothering you?”

    “No, nothing.” I grunted.

    By this time he knew that something was fishy. So he snuggled towards me, hugged me from behind and said,

    “I know there’s something wrong sweetheart… I’m all ears to you. Tell me if you love me.”

    “The problem is you! I don’t love you. It seems like you are forcing yourself on me!!” I shouted.

    His released his grip from me and was taken aback. Obviously my words had hurt him bad! He had his head in his hands for a long time when I sat beside him and started giggling, tucking into him.

    He looked at me… bewildered! I told him that I was merely teasing him since it had been a long time I’d pranked him like that. He got up quickly and started to mutter to himself saying that I really didn’t love him and I did not need him.

    Even after many tries, I couldn’t help him get back into his senses. I even said that I didn’t mean a single word of mine, but he was just not ready to believe it. Little did I know that my unsuccessful tries to make him believe me were only further aggravating his anger.

    He shouted at my face,
    “You don’t love me! I’m so not required in your life! Just go away..!”

    His words brought tears to my eyes. I could see him sobbing too.
    “Sorry…” I uttered my last words for the day timidly.

    I went straight upstairs and undressed and crawled into my bed, and lay there in the burning dark while he was still stood fuming in the hall below. After a long pause of silence, I could hear his steps ascend the stairs and – passed my door to the guest room beyond. And then after a couple of centuries elapsed, the clock struck three, and I dozed off to sleep with a heavy heart and pale eyes.

    The next day when I woke up, every fad he had brought in for me leered at me brassily. Everything there was reminding me of how I had ruined everything. A stupid joke of mine had changed the small happy place in which we lived… happily.

    He didn’t speak to me for days. I couldn’t fathom my guts to reason with him. He would ignore me whenever our eyes met. And then finally came a day when he decided to break his silence.

    He said he’d realised that it was him being reckless and unreasonable. He should’ve believed me for when I’d told him that it was my stupidity to do something of this kind.

    His realisation made me overwhelmed and tears of joy sprung out. I couldn’t think of any words to his reply so I clutched myself firmly to him. The feelings were so intense and were self-explanatory to him, to tell him not to leave me ever.

    I loved him so much. And he knew it. His soft lips brushing against my forehead swiftly were very assuring and were enough to tell me that he loved me too…

    Once again I could feel safe and feel loved in my happy place!

    “Forever” he said.
    “Forever…” I promised.


    ©nishthagupta

  • nishthagupta 222w

    Memories last forever... Pain... Remembrance... Loss... Decisions...
    @writersnetwork @readwriteunite @writsparrowsevenfour

    Read More

    People leave...
    Their memories don't...


    ©nishthagupta

  • nishthagupta 225w

    Life of a chai lover ♥

    Birth

    *Chai pee-peekr kaala ho jayega*

    Death



    ©nishthagupta