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Feb 2020 · 36
Armed Forces
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
If I could send an empty
Page, I would have to recall
Your life
It could appear on numerous leaflets
Like sun shade comely as none at all
Money banks and padlocks on her Hessian father's door
I escaped from his house to reach your doorstep
Only to leave with mobs
That's why my life is life to no one liberty at all
Living nor dead, I saw into the heart of the light
I had heart none, no words spoke
Before my mouth opened
With kisses you came into my life, and the crowd
Rabble roused
I don't want to be aroused without freedom to live for
Feb 2020 · 37
Feather
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
If I could be anyone
I would be a feather
That appears out of nowhere
But, so sure of it's destination
Regardless of the journey
Like a plastic bag moving with moxie
Strangers in the dark, night comes mysterious
Or an untouchable plaster ceiling in the Basilica among invisible realms
Or maybe even like Mozart's allegros played every so vividly
The quills tally the wind and scuttled through wind
Saddled the stirrups of God's horses of black gold
Petroleum queen, you'll never find these deities
With your golden hair, you let your visage show and guard down
Where the women come and go
And talk of Michaelangelo
If you're a friend I'll let you accompany me indeed
Our journey needs soldiers and serves the Queen of the Bastion
Or when you find the servant is your master
Or when you find angels have swords and ***** souls too
You'll fly on the heat and tides of time
Like a cotton flower do
Feb 2020 · 37
Don't Forget Us
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
My life is strewn
By frogs that live in mud
And the cricket that has a dead beat
Butterflies on the street
But, the walls don't hear me
Only the people do who are stuck with me
I am just another brick in the wall
But, I'll hear you out
In this vast crowd of lonelier people
Who know loneliness act friendliest
They know true friendship
My memories remind me to not forget the people in them
Ever have that feeling after reading a Frost poem
That your life is consisted of choices
But, the lack of freedom to make the right one
So, you push yourself to make a choice at least
Making sure you don't hurt your feelings
And break someone's heart while playing your part
Feb 2020 · 16
Seamless
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
If we walk as strangers
We meet as pretenders
When we talk as foreigners
We understand each other as natives
If we tread together
Then we walk far from each other
My heart lingers on
What we have common
But, my heart can't mend these differences
Hence, it is broken at the seams
Life is truly beautiful
Feb 2020 · 20
Company Comes Suddenly
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
You are as bright as the sun
When the moon comes
You are always there
Even when you are nowhere to be seen
But, always shining your light on others
And your moonlight on me.
Feb 2020 · 27
Holding On
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
If they ask for a poem
I'll send them my pen
Like they expect me to write anything
In jail
My friends think I'm failure
That's why the pen is mightier than the sword
And the pen represents a world hinged on one word
Love
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
I don't suppose you could ask me out
It's like my future is far
By the time my past mocks me
I am scared of the present
Dancing with leaves of grey ashen color
My friend in friendship's jobless journey.
Alas! It's too soon
Saintly motorcyclists do in highway hostility
We chased the dainty sun under a broken boulevard
On a sea of endless possibilities
Buddhahood and attained enlightenment Now without words burning bright
Ordinary people think it's a spoof
My lover loves like the angels
You can see her in a stream of blue
More saintly charm
Than the tanned pink skies of autumn
I yearn to make someone slyly grin
Just overlooking the Starnbergesee
As they shrug off their mortal coil
Feb 2020 · 27
Graceful Sleep
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
It is surprising
How motivation can be found
In the loneliest people
And gracefully welcome them
Since they are the ones who talk
For hours about their loneliness
So motivated to be part of the whole
But botherations come
After all allegations come I'm an owl awake at night, and I can't sleep
Therefore I'm a bird at day
When I escape a hole
And finally see the light
I'll find your inner voice
With it comes ability and avoidance
You have to learn to love yourself
I'll be a part of the whole world if you let me sleep peacefully
But, I have many miles to keep
And seeds to reap
Feb 2020 · 11
It's All In Heart
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
Love is blind
But it has the determination to
Pull someone close to you
Feb 2020 · 33
Elated and Escalated
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
Sometimes you
Make me so happy
That my crying soul leaves
Its body in elation
Not like an angel burning his joy for the heavenly death
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
I write poems for people
Dreaming of Spain
But, my heart's here
Feb 2020 · 16
Useless! Useless!
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
I don't know you
Stranger, but it's
Useless not talking
Feb 2020 · 50
Nightfly
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
Standing tough
The stars shine bright
Made of sterner stuff
On a sky made of graphite and glitter
The nightly burns of Blake-light
On the furnace of the moon
Feb 2020 · 39
Bringing Them Home
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
Attica, Attica they cried on the main street
Are they breaking pig pennies or dogged bones
In the pigpen the cops tie up the good ones
With the black ones getting the kicks, often the disease

And black boots of Spanish leather rubbed out the compound
A crooked man, said the road's dead ahead
Some might complain
That ain't much too much, after all

Many try to put you in a lurch
They kicked the habit
Let God in and got out
Today they turned their cash to churches

Loose from scandalous air
The banks are broke
What have we got to lose?
It's now or never, as we despair

Earned himself bows and arrows from green-eyed cops
When he opened the platform for talk
He tightened the noose on his neck
He had paid his dues, shot in the back

Like his friends in jailhouse
Will he bury the hatchet
Hello, why don't you ask him?
Because he's in prison?

If they neglect the shock
Peeking here
Stalking there
They'll leave with their empty cold hands, bankrupt
The Attica Prison riot of 1971 took place at Attica Correctional Facility in New York. During morning roll-call on September 9, the 5 Company inmates heard that one of their fellow block-mates was going to be held, isolated in his cell. A group of protesters broke the roll call line to go back to their own cells in solidarity. Rather than remaining in their cells, the group freed the isolated prisoner and they all went to breakfast. When the command staff was alerted of what transpired, they hastily changed the 5 Company schedule. Rather than going outside as they typically would, the inmates and corrections officer (CO) found the door to be locked.
When more COs arrived to bring the prisoners to their cells, an angry inmate assaulted an officer and the riot began. The inmates quickly gained control of the D-yard, two tunnels, and the central control room known as Times Square. The inmates took 42 COs and civilians hostage and produced a list of grievances demanding their conditions be met before ending the rebellion.

Frank “*******” Smith, was appointed head of security over the negotiations and kept the hostages and the observers safe. Over the next four days of negotiations, authorities agreed to many of the prisoner’s demands but refused to give amnesty from prosecution for the prison takeover nor was the removal of Attica’s superintendent agreed to. The negotiations were led by 21-year-old inmate, Elliott James “L.D.” Barkley, who would be killed when the prison was retaken.
Feb 2020 · 26
Yesterday
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
The road travels downward
It travels further
Just let the sunshine in
Summer's trying to touch your skin
Like the nights try to bring sleep
These days may leave behind us daydreams
But we know not what tomorrow brings
You can mock me in this circle game
If you are born an actor
You may die a loser
If you are born today
You may live to pay for the forgotten ones
I guess I am a loser
But, at least I wasn't born yesterday
I'm ahead in the race with promises
Sorrows that I don't lack
Tomorrow comes again allowing today
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
Make my life wonderful
Some meet we will too
When I repay the favour full
Such is my love toward your will too still
My laugh would walk to you
Leaving a smile everywhere
As far as the eye could gather
I'm misplaced like a case of butter on the larder
Or a butterfly in the corner
Like a moth drawn to the lantern
Many said let us take the light and find our way
As it grew darker behind, beginning of a new wage
Feb 2020 · 23
August Augury
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
June made promises
That I plan on keeping
It was July who kept Them forever in missed dues
Next year, August, handed me my month's notice saying I missed you
Will have a new checklist for two week's pay for you
Thanks to the writers of gossip columns and sausages to assuage my guilt too
As I have my feet and heart dreaming of the obscene odes on widowed pavements
Where I cannot live with a family, a truth
Such are the streets, as homeless people are always broken fools
Wisdom or unwisdom
With or without you
Feb 2020 · 40
Cuppa of Black
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
You are so sweet
I battered my heart
Trying to mix it in your cup of tea
Feb 2020 · 30
Being Unhe'rd
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
If you could have my heart
You could have it all
If you could have my soul, I swear
In spring, wouldst be in fall
And in winter it would turn cold
Take my heart, as the trees hold the earth
Evergreen as the tempestuous sigh
As I write to thee, being unheard
Feb 2020 · 23
Sunrise
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
My sleep was untoward and deep
So my cowardly dreams shattered in leaps
Atleast I was dancing in front of lazy hearts
Where I lost the art in your eyes
Thus was the depth twas was infinite
My love hath no measure too
I know our pain endorses envelops of love letters under sunsets
I know what does cold charm provide
A fallen lover who has special hope for a dull ache
What lost ones doth do
A knife cuts deeper than love
So how deep is your love I need your stowed jewels
Stories that have been told by ancillary rebels
Who have shared your love with mine so pure
Doth who love can sleep looking for pisces
Come live with me, and we'll find an endless sea
Awake in a dream, not this reality
We can't make a world ours if we exile like merchants
Who fish and net religion and faith
Leaving love behind our riches turn treasured again
My love hath no measure
Your pain is a tyrant's reason
Who hath your love, shall rule the world
I wish I was kind to others
But a part of you is left behind in my knots
Feb 2020 · 22
Life
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
What you start loving
Slowly grows
Into hate as you start living in lows
Much like how we envy those who fly and wish we were winged
God gives us all wings
But sees us as too young
Thus not allowing us to leave the nest too soon
As inamored birds do
Feb 2020 · 32
How To Fly?
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
Birds don't fly
They dodge
Blocks of unseen wind
Feb 2020 · 42
Archaeopteryx
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
Such is her fair complexion
That colored eyes fall false compare to her inner reflections
Within each wing, one lies

The world is a colored place where the monogamous mix
Where women write about colorful costals
I call it la petite mort
And men are black enslaved and powerful in the Pentacostal
Love is monochrome
That can bridge twin wings
Where one rides the ocean rides
The other covets the blue skies in moorish lassitude
Life is childlike and monochromatic
No one waits for the last
Unless they reproduce cash
When will we leave
When will we leave
****, when will we leave money behind
Forever
Such is her complexion that money quantifies it
Feb 2020 · 32
Seasons Of Dubious Life
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
As evidenced
In thine soft eyes
There lay a hardness of obsidian and darkness
Darkest night and ocular sheen
Hypnotize such lasers that shine from her hair
Red and purple with black
The leaves would compliment her head of roses
That leaves crackle under her footstep
If she walks in autumn, then she wanders in summer
If her hair meant to slip through the rug of nature
It would
As her beauty lies in her demeanour
She is a beauty of many seasons
Meet men of many reasons
Feb 2020 · 34
Ghost Of Lovers Live
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
If I travel through air like birds
If my love traveled through spirit
Rough barren land caresses thy seas
As rivers growing old and perennial
They would wave away the dust as war halts slowly
When desert met rivers
I found an oasis in your love
And an ocean in your heart without turmoil
That was the captain of my lost soul
This is the last adventure until I reached center with a ghoul
Until we both found gold under a still silver lining
Circumambulated and emptied into the special wraith, our love

If dust turned to dust
Air turned to air
And ash turned to ashen hand
Everything lives and then dies like ripe fruit that hath fallen
All love needs is a little love to climb
Seraphim, cherub send us blessings in the form of amorous verses such we imbibe
I love thee like a daydream that is puerile indeed
I love thee like a paralyzing nightmare that is the agony
I'd rather be hurt by you
Than untouch your love without your passionate appeal
Let us search pleasure anew
I have many sorrows to keep
I have many sorrows to keep
Before I find the verdant mildew of thy warm sinew
Feb 2020 · 47
Gentle Blight
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
Tither there, where day rises like a mountain
Hither here, comes a tear from the eye of the fallen sparrow
The arms of the clouds envelope the sphere as hair do
So sad and so beautiful
If his hair were wires
Then they'd be most beautiful and black
When Earth will forget us
And we start neglecting mother Earth
Like lovers who have impediments of the albatross
Yet the freedom of birds lost in flight never making it out of the dead sea
So sad yet so beautiful
Such is the curse of looming love
That infects my foliage like a gentle blight
My Lydian weaver, feeding
I'm waiting for your divine providence, my lover
Feb 2020 · 34
Blissful In Appreciation
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
Where the summer skies brightly breeze
The winter passes by meant for us lovers
To warm our cold isolated heart's ease

Her eyes are deeper than my favourite song, but sound simple
When our eyes meet, music and symphonies ring
If I had ample time to describe my mistress, all of the seasons would be in vain
Feb 2020 · 16
Disorientated
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
Of course you were right
People don't **** people
But, I guess you couldn't turn all of us into slops
Could ya try today
And make tomorrow the last one
Or is this goodbye once again
Throw your life into my hands like you have the eye on chance
Chance has no heart it has eye
For the winner who waits all their life to lose
Feb 2020 · 67
Pelican Case
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
If I cannot love myself
Then, I look up to the skies
And wonder how sometimes even the clouds cry
When the weather is so beautiful
Just in case a pelican moves by
Steals my quarter pounder
French Polynesia on my mind, wants me to stay here
Where skies cry and birds fly to Rio de Janeiro
But, the puddles of joy keep me here,happy and without sorrow
There is a special place for an eye of a sparrow that has fallen
Feb 2020 · 20
Restoration
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
My heart is extinguished
By the cool sun that rains
Like blues and blue skies
It's just I have changed
Not the skies, they are the same
Feb 2020 · 42
Starlet Sky
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
If the day breaks as we do
Then when night comes
Do people fall asleep like the sun does breezily
If we love like bees and fish do
Then when your nature comes out oblivious
Do people fall blind like justice does, since, you're cinemascope
If we walk in the footsteps of cultural acts
Do people follow their mothers and fathers or the tracks of their tears
Or wrap their head around what they can't say about their fears
I love your paintings
I can't place any of the seas and wind
I love how it shows tonight's ostentatious highlight
Exorbitant and deliberate, I love your way about
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
May we meet as equals do
May we breath as God breaths creation
May we light up brighter than the moon
Feb 2020 · 65
Accustomed To Her Face
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
Here is you looking at me
Because you were once mine
Strong and alive
Now you shall be set free

The days pass by
I wish the night gave us better dreams
I remembered you with fondness
When you left my heart broken like a neglected cup

No sooner water flowed
Rivers overwhelmed by storms
Oceans by seas
Hurricanes raged towns and cities stowed

There was something beautiful inside
That never saw the light of day
It just is as crepuscular as a bad dream
That dreams are made of beauty

Unforgettable beauty lies in birds whose flight
One cannot judge lest they spread too far their wings
From the darkest eclipse
She was attired in the sun's warmth and hid the secondary light

After all, justice is blind
Like an ebullient cornet playing
Looking for symphony and awoke by purpose
Her life is music to remember
And home to the homeless

Autumn with thou angels breath
I'm accustomed to her face
Like reeds moving in and out of the wind
Touching the seasons four o'clock each day
Feb 2020 · 24
Hopeless In Love
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
She adorns the day
She strides through lampshade
Like moonlight walked in during the dawn
She wears the beauty of thousand oceans
In her eyes I have to find the depths of such solace
Such is the stillness
If one can be so dark at night and bright in the day
She is the invisible immaculate conception
Called love at first sight
She just might exist
Feb 2020 · 34
Why Do I Compare You
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
Mindfulness is a crucial thing
It allows us to be different
From romantic and unfeeling
If you feel my verses incorporate spirituality
Your idea of love is beautiful, then your mind shines brighter than the stars
And my fingers have burnt trying to count them out among women
Holiness is a beautiful thing
It is different
From being human or Godly
Such is the primal nature
When we may seek pleasures unknown
Or don't seek them at all
I do not judge such a maculate jaguar such if asked
Your skin has far more fairness than compare
If the darkest skies had your eyes in their corpus
The moon would look for the clouds like a weary wanderer
Such is your light, which unconditional makes others envious
I a being love your every part that hopes you shine on my stride
As I step out of the seas beyond comparison
Why do I compare when I'm glad to be alive
It's because you never ask me what could be wrong in being amorous
Feb 2020 · 26
Dusk and Dawn
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
We could sculpt our minds
We could cut our helms with glasses
Like water that takes form in gardens of unseen beauty
Which keep them alive underground
However, we are cut from the same knife
We are cut into malleable toil
Shaped from dusk till dawn
Heard from dull lilacs in the soil
I am a flower
I am a flower
I am a flower...
Feb 2020 · 23
Because
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
If life was a gift
I'd allow you to slide down glaciers
Swim with the sharks as currents do
Live in a whale watching the skies from inside
But, I keep you alive because I really have to
Not because I love you
If I loved you, you'd already be in paradise with me
Overlooking sun and moon
Shadow and sooner be with my angels
But I wish you good luck
On finding your higher power
How I found the depth of the seas without a guiding stream
I bid you farewell, nameless metaphysical being
Feb 2020 · 41
Falling Leaf On A Spring
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
Motions of course and change
Oceans through night and mighty gales
Sundance in the shade and pages of blue brocades
Alas! When time comes all the world shall be my world!
And you my manly page will fold your deck
Until we find light in dark
There will be only one boy in the stable
At least you'll be my final eternal reflection
I'll be the river of Stygian dreams where sorrow saddens
Where you seek destiny and lies
Ancient ruins still reside ruinous and timeless
Where a traveller once wandered the gardens
The borders of prosecutors and senators fully equipped
Grapes squashed by squalls, till the boy turns squalid
Can one take such agony in the mooned drapes
I gaze at her, almost mooning
I'll show you her futile dream of being boyish still
All the world's a world and the stage is set for the staged play
I'll show you soon, my love is better
******* is like playing except
It needs a stage and a spectacular performance
Feb 2020 · 26
Last last last
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
You are welcome
In my arms
My heart open
With its wings
Let's love and  fly
So let's talk and try being alive
Just like birds reincarnated
In God and angels bated breath
Yes, your eyes warm my heart
More than the sun
I'm afraid that if we fly to high
We'll perish
As Icarus
Last last last for few days
Feb 2020 · 14
Interaction
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
It's just because
You're ****
That I can handle the ugliness
Feb 2020 · 48
Winter Light
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
Far from home
My cousin from the thunderdome
We were marching towards to the front
Sitting in the back
Lyres flew across the sea shack
Where the old man died so poignant
Waiting for my return like he bided breeze

Someone's got it in for me
As each page folded underneath
Night came from another
The witches chanted when comes peace
Thunder met the easy wind coming from East
I bid thee farewell when come light of winter
You wouldn't know me even if you saw into the light
Feb 2020 · 16
Love is Blind
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
It's funny
How love charms
Love is blind and also bleeds
I wanted a woman in my life
Turned out that life
Was both beautiful and difficult
When love came to town
And I was single
Feb 2020 · 13
Time out
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
I love winding up
Like a clock that winds down
When clocks die, time comes alive
Feb 2020 · 28
Brain
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
My heart is messed up
When will my head know it is making stuff up too
Feb 2020 · 38
Restroom Blues
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
Stood up by her date
She was inside crying in men's washroom at around midnight
She was lush and plump ready for cable TV
Or a night out in blue jeans or white pants to hide bare buttocks on unknown alleys
Play and pause as the law stood by on gender roles
She was to be mine only
She shared the restroom blues with blue eye Vera Lynn
As she wailed during her weekend in the boy's washroom and had him later
Maybe men's clothes have some plus points such as lose underwear
Which she would wear after a night in my Paris
Last I saw her, was in her happiest haze
I'll smile on this dead planet just for these stories where jealous hearts sing equity
My heart will smile too like I heard moanin' Jack Daniels and overleaped
I'll please and release myself
Or must I be shackled and bound by general propriety
Look at the one who handles the loom with unseen unction
Pray observe the ones who do less than brew tea for parties and let dogs out for a walk
She liked my simple things and I liked that
My love story ended when here it began for her once more
Feb 2020 · 65
Ode To Gnomes
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
Why do I miss the chance
To be the tall among the mice among men
Among short people again and again
It's something I cannot afford
People extort from me extra privilege
On the metros and waterslides coaxing me pay more
Because I am the taller one in the army
That's why I'd rather skip out on being tall on the next date
So what to do when my crush wants a tall guy to eat cheese and wine with?
Giggle and dawdle I suppose
That's what dwarves are acclaimed for
Some dwarves are taller than lacdaiszical gnomes
That's the rule of the thumb, near the desolate ruin of moors
If I take the restroom on the left
The women make it your best chance at feeling free
When you kick down doors and backdoor men too
Soon pickaxes will be not allowed inside
Each seat is taken by the men in the restroom
Dreaming of the phone call and what it is to be bandleader
Feb 2020 · 48
Looking Lucky
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
We went under the moonlight
Life as you remember when there was no gloom
Was where I found it under the bridge
Love was a moonlit evening where we garnered attention
They don't have them on any of those Scandinavian countries
Looks like we were lucky to have other swinging lovers

Banished from watching Arabian Nights
On a lonesome desert stretch where the meandering highway met
The horizon and that crescent moon looked splendid
Tersely, lay spread like a hammock
Feb 2020 · 41
The best of both worlds
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
If lovers turned to starry skies for love
If strangers looked for rivers of gold near a sensual romantic harbor just for coincidence
I'd rather go fish
Feb 2020 · 33
Dislike
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
I was angry
I never thought I'd write books
Before the phone call had come
That said his pellucid charm had gone
And her wishes had died within the heart of literature
I struggle with licensing
My editions need justice
Many a servant served tea
Livid, yes
Genial, no
I kept figuring out the antonyms
Until I realized I wrote a paradoxical ending
At least I got the name right
They told me my fair coy lady
Was Scarlet and her neverending gossip
Was famously spread in columns
Iconic poses and all, laid like the skirts
Genteel among the polo shirts
She was a beauty
I tell ya'
She was star-studded
She was stellar
She is everything that looks good in blue and green
Shells on the sea shoreline
Fail in her compare
I couldn't write the book
Because she was one I was chasing after
Not so sure it was literature
My first love, which kept me shy
Feb 2020 · 15
The Years Go Green
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
It's still available
A friend is one in our needs
It's a grand gesture
So grab your seats
The attention is for the lovers
Who find life in death
And graduate the jealous circumstance
Life is a disease
Love is the cure, I suppose
But, I'm just a blind man
In a colorful world
Where the flowers and bees
Are made out of trees
And the lakes immerse
In a stream where a stammered eddy flows
Mistaken for the surreptitious breeze
That understands winter is short
To love is better
Than to have never have your heartbroken
Is it in us that we seek such likeness
Such completion in elation is required
I strive to find the meaning of passion
Without any prejudice or pride
Love is a fickle thing
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