Shretika Gupta  
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Joined 12 February 2017


Joined 12 February 2017
30 MAY 2021 AT 17:08

Have you seen the shadows walking,
Clouds gliding over the ocean?
Veiling the sun with their tenderness,
Could you see the Winds frown with jealousy?
Have you heard the flowers giggling?
Have you ever looked out of the window and wondered if you could walk with them on the stage and play their role
Just for a day?
Hand in hand.
Wouldn't that be lovely?

Maybe Vincent did.

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2 MAY 2021 AT 2:21

None of us are prepared for loss,
Should I have known when she
smiled at me, promising
everything is going to be okay,
Should I have known,
this is our last embrace?

I am oceans away,
Whispering to her in my prayers
"I am right here as I promised,
It's time to wake up ma,
Breathe, please"

I hope she's listening
Pray for her good health, will you?

None of us are prepared.

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19 JUL 2018 AT 23:56

What do you call that unspoken skin of thought, my love, that flickers between you and me tonight?

I stand at edge of the cliff hanging by the loose rock, sweating under heat, lips discolored silence smudged by time's slow procession, tick tock, tick tock, tick TOCK.

Am I still waiting to be caught before I descend to ashes, while you slowly become the wind of the fall?

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29 JAN 2018 AT 1:56

Memories are strange you know, at times at 2'o'clock in the night, I stare at them like looking at tombs in the graveyard. Melodramatic, it might sound. In this stillness of silence, every instance I laughed while standing on this square feet of our vitrified floor, I am reminded of those days where memories kept digging their grave in the soils of time.

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28 JAN 2018 AT 21:42

"If you and I were words fallen from those creaky shelves that night, would we lie beside each other, straying closer & closer yet, until we'd become part of a meaningful sentence?"

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24 DEC 2017 AT 12:05



I bloom like an ugly flower and you are blind. We paddle across through the darkness.

They saw us when they were born and named us stars and space.

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24 DEC 2017 AT 1:33

She was married to dark shadows though allured by the envious eyes of mystical refections.

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22 DEC 2017 AT 10:30

Unrequited love quite taste like those slender neem leaves growing in the backyard. Have you ever tasted them?

They are quite bitter,  intolerable sometimes, yet good for health. 

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16 DEC 2017 AT 19:01

While each one of us were relishing the last few bites of gajar ka halwa, mom kept sweating in the kitchen cooking food for lunch. She took a glimpse of the empty bowl that dad had just left in the sink to wash and wished secretly, if only someone knew she also wanted to taste it before it got finished, but yet kept silent.

When each one of us got busy watching tv, she walked out of the kitchen to dining and smiled. She looked at her plate and realised that dad had made sure that she has few spoonfuls of her favorite dish tonight, before everyone finished it.

She cried and smiled.

Ps: Little gestures of love.

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29 NOV 2017 AT 7:26

when dreams harbour in the shores of nightmares, I wake up to the lingering taste of bitter and sweet on my tongue.

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