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At night I sleep,
my mind travels to distant universes,
my mind expands, my body shudders,
like flying while laying down or crying while laughing.

Thoughts so profound and mysterious invade my mind,
echoed words I never spoke.

my soul yearns to be free,
bound in this wretched vessel,
like sunlight seen but not felt.

my wings cut off from those foreign strings of reality called dreams,
the night laughs, in the morning I cry.
Some metaphysical ******* if you ask me.
 Oct 2020 Aditya Roy
Wanderer
Is it the words whispered
in secret corridors
i love you

are they proclaimed boldly
from roof tops
I LOVE YOU

Or maybe love
sounds like laughter
giggles shared only between two

what if love has no noise
its beauty is similar to a sunset
seen and felt
but never heard
You’ve gone so far and yet you think
That everything is far behind you.
The things you’re missing when you blink
Do not define you.
 Oct 2020 Aditya Roy
Ben
#8
 Oct 2020 Aditya Roy
Ben
#8
Gnarled ancient oak
Crows hold court in high branches
Dew clings to the trunk
Haiku
 Oct 2020 Aditya Roy
amanda
we never crossed
the line that we drew in the sand

i just stood on my side,
staring at you on yours

and dropped my towel
i love that
you’ve seen me naked
KISI KO PANE KI TAMMANA
BHI EK JANNAT
SE KAM NAHI HAI
USSE PANA
BHI ISWAR KI EK MANNAT HI HAI

My shayari....
Thanks for reading.
 Oct 2020 Aditya Roy
J-J Johnson
My grandpa
             Words he gave
                            To me once upon a full moon
“Son” he said
            “When you go into this life”
“Remember, that love is a language “
             “So find, my son, find someone”
                     “Who speaks your language “
      “So you don’t have to translate your soul”
                                   Hmmm.
12/17/18
Creases and lines guide our malleable vessel,
the mind.

Doubts, fears, and anxieties breakdown even the strongest of vessels to the core,
can it take much more?

Drowning in emotion, the exterior begins to erode apart, board by board.
How much more damage can such a small vessel endure?

Lust and greed lead the moaning vessel through the wrong currents and paths,
seemingly like a sociopath on a warpath.

We can only call on one savior in such detrimental times.

The mind.

Love, empathy, kindness, care, happiness, and positivity is the quickest escape, it has no name as it's inside every brain.
Our existence.

The mind.
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