ayushsangwan

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whatever is done for love always occurs beyond good and evil - friedrich nietzsche

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  • ayushsangwan 3d

    kindness
    b r i n g s
    happiness

    - as

  • ayushsangwan 1w

    i was the nights
    you couldn't sleep,
    the unending whisperings
    in your head which took you
    away from your present,
    i was the edges of the blade
    which made you bleed,
    i was the rage running
    wild in your head,
    the suffering swirling
    into rain in your heart,
    i was the drug you loved taking
    until you realised you bartered
    yourself for it

    - ayush sangwan

  • ayushsangwan 2w

    some people are straightforward
    what is in their heart is upon
    their lips. judgements pour down
    like rain, their thunder often
    hurts. but there's nothing you
    can say to such people. all you can do
    is listen to them, silently
    while some people imply. they wrap
    thoughts with metaphors and then
    slip them down the door of mind
    i adore such kind of people
    they know how to offer
    some advice without hurting

    - ayush sangwan

  • ayushsangwan 2w

    this pin which
    pricks your under skin
    this pin whose pain you don't
    even like to consider
    is the reason there's an unsaid
    frown on your face
    everytime someone asks about it
    you hide it in your pocket
    like a secret note
    but let me tell you
    no matter how much
    you try to obscure it
    in the depth of the ocean
    one day it will bubble up
    to the top

    - ayush sangwan

  • ayushsangwan 2w

    thoughts take words to travel
    from one to another. normal and
    abnormal thoughts emerge in your
    brain. and come out through
    your personal eating system
    or slip on paper with the help
    of your bony fingers.
    sad thoughts. happy thoughts.
    some can be burning with jealousy,
    hatred. and some can be fragrant
    like roses. and they affect you
    and those who come in their shade
    so be conscious of when to drop
    the flowers and when to shed the
    leaves.

    - ayush sangwan

  • ayushsangwan 4w

    the painting of water lilies was floating
    upon water, colours were washing away
    paper got so soft that when you found it
    and picked up, it tore apart and the lilies drowned in the water

    you looked at me, i could notice the different sizes of your eyes which got refined in anger,
    the calm of the forehead when you were
    walking to me to when you found your art
    dissolving, serenity turned into teeth grinding anger and i ran

    you were not behind me. you were no where
    in sight because you didn't come after. i saw you from behind the trees looking down at a wet
    piece of paper. i apologised from there,
    told you how my model ship fell from your hands and i was angry but my words got lost in the silence of your eyes. you didn't talk to me the whole evening and when the day was completely buried. we slept in the same tent and as the cold spilled slowly at night the crickets went silent too

    i woke up with dad saying something to
    me i don't remember what. gaze of sun
    fell on my face when i came out. mum told me to help her pack everything up. i asked
    about you, she suggested me to look near the lake. and there you were sitting on a stone with a controller in your hand. my half shut eyes opened wide, i wiped them with my hands and saw it running through the water, the noise of its little engine warmed my heart. you had fixed it. i came and stood by your side. you handed the controller to me, i thought you'd say something but your lips remained sealed. you had mended what you had broken but my mistake had drowned in the lake.

    - ayush sangwan

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  • ayushsangwan 4w

    in what you speak and what i reply
    the time will pass and my lips will be like
    dried leaves waiting for the rain
    to drench their body. rain cannot fill
    life in what is already dead, all it can do
    is wash off the dust of time which
    has settled upon them

    an hour will be slipped
    in looking into eyes.
    in deciphering what is called silence.
    there's a storm raging in my breaths,
    tell me when will we make love?

    your lips like paintbrush colour me
    and the moment we will be
    one, there will be music. i will be
    in your arms. you will be asleep.
    i'll dress up and leave but we will
    be together, until the next
    stranger touches me.

    - ayush sangwan

  • ayushsangwan 4w

    i thanked him
    i kissed his feet, i kissed his hands
    i got down on my knees and
    bowed down to nothingness for
    staying within me, for clearing
    me of all the broken feelings and
    making me feel numb
    the broken shards of dreams
    had cut my chest from inside
    but it came like a monsoon cloud
    on a summer's day and shut up my lips
    the pain dissolved into a salve
    and i was healing to feel once again
    by letting nothing breathe inside me

    - ayush sangwan

  • ayushsangwan 4w

    do not compare our sorrows
    it hurts when you always weigh yours heavier
    someone scribbled down on your
    perfect landscape, mine was blotted by
    the black paint. how silly it is to put them
    together and say mine is worse
    for in actuality they both are stained

    - ayush sangwan

  • ayushsangwan 4w

    suffering opens the book of wisdom and
    reads, sit quietly and listen to her.
    refrain yourself from looking outside. the clouds are obscuring the light that comes through the window but don't misinterpret their language as everyone does. they don't mean to blind you, all they want is to stop the light from hurting your eyes. for the truth you look for is the one that kills you.

    suffering turns the page, listen to her carefully. happiness takes her turn listen to her. they both will read something that you don't know

    - ayush sangwan