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 Dec 2020 Aditya Roy
Stu Harley
what is night
but
a lark descending
from flight
upon
the
sacred moon
where
she dip both her wings
through
the
curious night
upon
the
living water
My eyes

have dried

with the tears

I've cried.

And now

I'm hollow,

I've got nothing to give.

And now

I'm done,

I've got nothing to live.
I'm fine. Okay, if not completely at the moment, I will be, sometime later.
:)
He was a great actor but now he's gone.
He starred in seven movies as James Bond.
Connery was awesome in every role that he played.
He gave a terrific performance in "Indiana Jones and The Last Crusade".

His first Bond movie was "Dr. No".
His death was a devastating blow.
He was born in Scotland and died in the Bahamas on Halloween.
Sean Connery was one of the greatest actors that we've ever seen.
Dedicated to Sean Connery (1930-2020) who died on October 31, 2020
 Nov 2020 Aditya Roy
Mansi
Sleep
 Nov 2020 Aditya Roy
Mansi
Sleep is a nice break from reality
And therefore very addictive
Especially if you feel more at home
There than in reality
 Nov 2020 Aditya Roy
Aparna
rummaging through oceans
stirring storms
spiralling
wind
currents
spinning aequoreal
threads into cerulean fabric
hemmed with
alabaster
lace
crashing
in leaps n' bounds
washing over crystal grains
inexplicable surges of
swirling thoughts

。・゚・(ノ∀`)・゚・。。・゚・(ノ∀`)・゚・。
WE'VE WALKED THIS BEACH

we've walked this beach
in all our seasons of change, every kind of weather
whether it was days or nights, why did it hit me
in this moment, right here and now

I never told her, I hated cold weather, I did it for her
she always felt invigorated as the biting wind pricked
the sea spray hit my face like a dead reckoning, she
laughed at my expense, her cheeks flushed crimson red

each season as we walked together, like this
her hand in mine, there was nothing better
after each walk, weather permitting, we'd stop and
sit down in the sand huddled, watching each sunrise and sunset

dusk is soon approaching, and as I walk this beach, reflecting
able to reconcile loss, it has to be , so i turn my head into
the biting winds once more, facing my unknown, alone, as the salted tears flow above the din, made of the wind and sea

for a moment i swear i can hear her laugh, or is it
the wind just playing tricks on me, I turn my back
from the wind and cold, to our usual spot in the sand
as I look around for anyone, there's nobody here but me


by Michael Perry
 Nov 2020 Aditya Roy
Zhanara
Each person in our life is a traveller.
You will meet him/ her next day or not.
Author: Zhanar
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