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Aditya Roy Jan 2022
Wounds heal
Memory fails
Scars never fade
A changed person isn't the same person.
  Jan 2022 Aditya Roy
Josh
You were born near the warm ocean,
grew up around there,
With your clear acrylic smile
and sun-kissed blonde hair

I, the winter cold
More north than I can remember,
We met that day you visited,
a brisk chill, that December

We drank and danced,
while the years passed over
Argued and grew apart,
our greatest fears, now sober

My memories of you, once treasured
Now, faded
as sun deprived lands complain,
Forever, jaded
Aditya Roy Jan 2022
Spring brings forth life by the hour
Bees flap their little wings
In violent search for a various flowers
In my loneliness, I am waiting

Like a bud restless to change
As the sun laves my petals where the dew stays
And alerted by the sudden rain after a long summer
I am waiting for the touch of clear water

I am eager to witness the winter
In all its splendor, I might shrivel and die
Or luckily I might escape with a perpetual shiver
I wish to spread my wings despite the ravages of time

I am waiting for spring to blossom
I want my spring now
A short poem while I write assignments.
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