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  Sep 15 Aditya Roy
ProfMoonCake
I understand it’s hard—
to have a shadow
that doesn’t disappear at night.

I haunt your mind
with worry,
with desperation.

It’s a burden now—
one you’re too frail to carry.

Your feet tremble as you walk.
Your mind escapes into chaos.
But your words shine—
they pierce through
my tough skin,
and leave me bleeding.

My eyes are heavy now.
I will shut them tight.

It’s okay.

We’ll meet again.
There’s a special place
where shadows
don’t form.
Aditya Roy Sep 11
As I sit here, I wait for her
I make new promises
I am confident
She is my solace

The bird with feathers of red autumn
Her tune, marked by joy, is sweet
I hear her blithe symphony
In the park benches, in the hymn of leaves

While beauty is found
In this faded old memory
In the end
Change arrives like an old friend

Once wintry chill arrives
The park turns still
And she is not there
A breeze stirs the sleeping flowers
  Sep 10 Aditya Roy
ProfMoonCake
Three minutes of song
flooded my brain
with images of that night.

It felt like I was there again—
you,
me,
and a deflated mattress.

The window rattling in the rain
as we whispered
our darkest truths.

It’s night now, baby.

Do I still make you stare—
stare into the sky
the way we once did?

Or do I melt
like a snowman in the sun,
leaving a puddle
for you to run through—
laughing,
barefoot,
untouched.

Just three minutes.
I’ll be sure to skip it next time.

But for now,
you can consume me.
Aditya Roy Sep 10
When the winter's out, I'm drowning
Playing with those old memories, I hope in the silence
Is there any way out of the tired old feelings?
Once choices are made, the heart can't walk away

In the silent hours of yesterday, a fresh breeze woke up the buds
That morning, I'm realized the loss of foolish love
I told myself that it is pointless to think of the past
But it's winter again, it consumes all that is good

I walk on these winter streets
Wishing every time that I'd been better to you
I've left the best parts of me behind
For you to see
Aditya Roy Sep 3
It is cloudy outside
As if the rain
Stopped time
And the droplets marked the slow seconds

There's a calm hush
As if the rain
Has silenced the streets
And the droplets disturb just the leaves

The sun is asleep it seems
But once the rain stops
It will all be back to blue skies
And it will become clear outside
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