Biography of Anubhav gupta
I am a common human with common human faults. I like to pen down my emotions through my poems. I am carrying on with my studies, right now doing B.C.A. from Lovely Professional University. I have strong faith in Love.
And really love to love others.
Anubhav gupta Poems
I Want You To Be Mine
I want you to be mine baby all the time. Yeah it's you who is always on my mind.
A Feeling Unexpected
Why I don't get to know What relation we share, Or why don't we show Always our love and care.
Happy Birthday Sister
I can't make you cut the cake. I don't have the champagne to shake. Yet I have my wishes for you, To make your life so full of glamorous hue.
A Lovely Teacher
So intriguing, never seen a teacher like you I thought teachers are harsh but you changed my view
Happy Birthday Lakka
Thanks for being with me, In all gone years. That's not only blood relation That we share..
Yeah, she loves you, Yeah, she cares for you, Yeah, she stands by you, Yeah she fights for you.
Me And You
Every single song I go on listening, its just you who seems to be singing. A magical breeze blowing all around, 'I Love YOU', I want to say it aloud.
The Breeze Beneath The Tree
I like the breeze beneath the tree, when its hot like i am melting. The breeze beneath the tree, sets me free, and is quite sheltering.
and there I was in front of my table, sitting writing... thinking... writing, questions arising, what in me am I keeping who I am and where I am
While trying to cut an apple, I thought. You are the one, whom my heart wants.
Somewhere, I am lost In my own chosen way. I can never apologize, For my cheapest step.
A question in my mind, It hurts harsher than the sword. If there is something of his kind, If anywhere there, exists the god?
To The Reality
Leaving the world of dreams, I have to come to reality. Bringing the little changes, I have to regain my personality.
Love is my friend, an awesome game. It involves a little give and take. No much business, just needs truth a trust, a care,
Strange is the life,
And strange are it's turns.
They seem so happy,
Inside everyone burns.
The scars of sorrow,
problems or misery
Marked on their hearts.
So many hurdles,