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Aug 2022 · 196
Continuum
Aditya Roy Aug 2022
There were the stars in your embrace
The moon in your face
The fire in your eyes felt like
Some distant galaxy longed to be closer
To me through time and space
Aug 2022 · 341
Date
Aditya Roy Aug 2022
Shadows wash the moon hastily
As the waves wash the sandy beach
But not as lazily as the sea
Time is of the essence
I hope we can meet soon
Aditya Roy Aug 2022
Warmth doesn't lie there
It is the fire in his eyes that comforts
The core even in a world so broken

His piercing glare
Might turn away the lost traveler
But if you look long enough
He does kind of give a ****

She is not afraid of looking
She didn't see past the cold shell
Aug 2022 · 230
Sad but true
Aditya Roy Aug 2022
Miscommunication is a bigger
Cause for broken friendships
Than malice
Aug 2022 · 113
Fear of the little things
Aditya Roy Aug 2022
The simplest words
Make the best explanations
And the toughest paths
Lead to surreal destinations

While good things comes when you wait
Life rewards the greats
Seizing the fire, defying logic
It is a numbers game, you helped me hear the music
Aug 2022 · 173
Ebbing Fires of Sunsets
Aditya Roy Aug 2022
Toasted nuts, marshmallows roasted and half-eaten
Half-smoked cigarettes, edges of burnt letters
All notions romantic are consumed by fire
The embers of a fireplace have enveloped it

Yet, the sweetness of your lips
Alerts my innermost desires
Every time- like sunsets in a solitary sky
Your light luminesces the cold caves of time
Jul 2022 · 100
Summer Sonnet
Aditya Roy Jul 2022
Such I have left of the twilight hours
Many nights gently preserved in moonbeams
Now observed in the silence of the trees
It's true, the deception lies in our stars

Yet, the heart needs constant warmth like flowers
Until spring arrives, the petals are sealed
As the elements stir the leaves on the streets
To gaily blossom we need sun and soft showers

Long I have waited for the brief rain
As remnants of summer ebb like waves
The ruby reds of roses shall stay

Such beauty emerges when seasons will change
That a single swoop of fate's hand will save
Some time for those about to bloom in the day
"The paths of glory lead but to the grave."
Thomas Gray
Jul 2022 · 67
Hail while we sleep
Aditya Roy Jul 2022
In the eye of the storm, the waves ****** me aside
I simply trust nature and lose track of time
Holding my hands, praying for a fire in the distance
Or does my fire come from within?

Yet, a sudden chill comes up my spine
A hollow voice from my cowering throat signifies
The promises of a towering Captain Abe
Is it my place to lead the way?

Soon the sea will ring the knell on us all
I hold my breath and savor the deep blue
Will it hail whilst I sleep with the crew?
Tis' not a night of doubt, but to survive till dawn
It is a rough couple of weeks. But remember you are a survivor. Also, never forget where you started from.
Jul 2022 · 80
Never Enough
Aditya Roy Jul 2022
The night is cruel and clouds are breaking today
In the breeze, the trees are love-stricken and astray
Rustling softly are the leaves that I share in my memory
Till I get my tea every morning after your coffee

You tell me the wind is heading south
I'm living in the north covering the gap in quick bounds

You said we'll never get a new start in this losing battle
As long as I keep shying away from the horrors of war
The dawn arrives quick and we've already quarreled
Just like a sign on the highway, we've ignored them all

I can't rid myself of last night's toil, the words, and blood we drew
The sickness stays in my flesh and blood, your sinew

Love is like dust in my hands
It falls through my frail fingers
I am hanging on, the feeling lingers
As I pick and grab at every grain of sand
The thing I'm afraid the most of is being stuck on the same day. Making no progress. Sure. I'm becoming better as a person. But how is my experience helping others? I've learned nothing worth sharing. I think that I lack the experience that can draw anyone near me. Or keep them close to me.
Jul 2022 · 89
Song of the Unheard
Aditya Roy Jul 2022
I know what I'll name this song
It will shoot stars in your stomach
The music of the verses will make you long
For a word that is no more or less for the ******

This is a song for you but not me
It will be clear that my pain is an ache
The river of gold in these lines will run free
You can share this disease

It's a song that means so much to me
You'll just fake a laugh and clear the air
I like a fool will read into every gesture
That's my nature
Jul 2022 · 1.4k
The End of a Thunderstorm
Aditya Roy Jul 2022
Its Monsoon's *** end
It shed its tears on the bare leaves
The rain arrived and soon left
So fast, it swept me off my feet

I share this scene of the last shower
On a park bench, with the people here
The mud is filled with fallen flowers
Ravens will sit on trees, sky-bound till next year

The Indian cork trees hide behind hedges
Collecting its last drops greedily in each flower
While puddles form memories in the dead trenches
Rain comes and goes, leaving only petrichor

Winter will wrap up Monsoon's graceful stay
The swaying trees will bid farewell to a weeping friend
The pounding on my rooftop will quickly fade
I'll only desire for its return in the end
Monsoon's are an important time here in India. Its like losing a friend and then watching them come back after a year. Although, here Monsoon represents a person. I don't think I will ever see them.
Jul 2022 · 212
Birds of Freedom
Aditya Roy Jul 2022
This isolated corner under the trees
Which is meant for strangers
From all walks of life
I've been here, collecting the leaves

Usually, I watch from the window
Today, it's raining
On a tree, a bird is singing
The rain stops to let it ring in the fields

This bird has flown
As it flutters miles, miles into the sun
Touching the skies and tip-toeing in clouds
Like hands outstretched into freedom

After every dark night
My mind is imprisoned
By its cold gates
Until I run to the fields and watch the birds
Jul 2022 · 1.1k
Cold Comforts
Aditya Roy Jul 2022
You told me to wait
I was sure I cared
It's been hours, I still do
About the shape of you

I gave you my world and let you in
You're one of the few
Whom I can count on
To see it through

I wonder where the time went
You hesitated in the end
Before opening your mouth
I finished the sentence

We were young
We had books and years in common
Or I thought it must have been fate
Or the way your hair sat
Have you ever been so scared that you couldn't take a chance? Even if you took a chance, you backed out. Simply scared of rejection and ruining your reputation. I'm trying to make sure that I don't make these mistakes in the future. But for now, I'm not meant for anyone.
Jul 2022 · 520
Song of Silence
Aditya Roy Jul 2022
We once shared the same songs
If I'd focus, I could hear what you hear
All I needed was to let my heart act as a sail
You made me let go of fear

My faith has gotten stronger
The storm has turned into a nervous song
A song of the rain has morphed into a shelter of the mind
This power can right the wrongs in my life

But this planet will die, and so will the vile
So I talk all night about something pure
You will see that I have a life
I can't lie to you, you know I'm broken and poor

You have created a hole in my heart
There is a hunger that aches for your art
But I have waited too long to not start
I joke to everyone that she's **** smart

The wind changes speeds and the cities fall asleep
I could go oceans deep and search for that storm
But my power signals that this calmness runs deep
Let this moment of silence stay between us
I'm trying to write something that I can be remembered by. But I find that the harder I try, the more I am distanced from my goal. I think the goal is to write something that means something to you. If it means something to others, that is a bonus.
Jul 2022 · 1.7k
Skipping like a stone
Aditya Roy Jul 2022
One rock that bounces off the river
Another rock that drowns and scars the bed
What distinguishes the two is fate's solitaire

One day I will skip like a stone
But today I lie sunken at the bottom
Amidst the many mermaids in the photic zone

Stifled by the pressure of the water
Fettered by the weight of failure and anxiety
Overhead a storm rages, unsettling the ocean

I will outlive this habitat that will die slowly
I will see the ecosystem turn into a corpse
Anemone, scampi, and sharks; no trace of it all

I hope to skip like a stone, but, at what cost
A short poem on loneliness. Every time when we take a leap, we feel that we might make it. But sometimes fate has other plans. When your leap of faith doesn't work out, you fall into comfort zone. But slowly that gets taken away. It is like the rug is snatched from under you. You slip into a limbo of endless self-doubt and again, loneliness. But loneliness becomes your ally.
Jun 2022 · 112
Sunday
Aditya Roy Jun 2022
The sun shines brightly
Buds, bees, and carefree breeze
Leaves feed off the heat
Jun 2022 · 300
Friends Are For
Aditya Roy Jun 2022
When the waters of life are choppy
God saved you from the storm
When times are smooth sailing
God gave you friends
May 2022 · 117
A Whisper for Help
Aditya Roy May 2022
When you are at the end of your rope
Someone's tying a noose
You just hold on to dear life
Just don't leave

When you are at the peak
Someone's waiting to push you off
You just hold on to dear life
Just don't leave

When you are facing the tide of time
Someone's holding your head in the water
Breathe, breathe
Just don't leave

When you are an emotional trigger
Away from death
Lift of your finger
Don't leave. Please.
May 2022 · 243
Into the Wilderness
Aditya Roy May 2022
The cloud breaks a little with a soft thud
A shower is anticipated, but the sun shines though
An effervescence flows through the river
As every bead of rain stirs the mammoth

A ice sheet piled on another melds into one
The vapors of meet the wide ether
Now the sun has turned crimson
A blizzard forms the weather

A touch of sun, a hope of a flower
Is enough to change everything
From a wintry, desolate stretch
To a island with hot, temperate hedges
May 2022 · 195
Dandelion
Aditya Roy May 2022
The sun makes me squint my eye
There are times I don't wanna see the light
The cold makes me clutch my arms
You've held my eyes in your cold gaze

We could walk over the streets in the rain
The steps look like a painting of *******
Colorful but bleak, full of pain
The glaze of the puddles shine on the night

The dandelions in the field make me sniffle
There are times I don't wanna see the light
The cold makes me clutch my arms
You've held my eyes in cold gaze
May 2022 · 350
Astray
Aditya Roy May 2022
I was lost in the snow-capped mountains
Now I'm
Found at the bottom of the sun

I was led astray by the snow storm
Now I'm
With you in a cave

I was near the end
Now I'm
Someone's friend instead

I was dying of the cold
Now I'm
Alive on the top
Apr 2022 · 366
Ranthambore
Aditya Roy Apr 2022
In every waking moment, I seek the wretched past
Sleeping and dreaming seem to be a blur
I want an escape from the chaos of my mind
But let me tell you a rhyme nonetheless

The shadows of the incoming evening cool the forest
Like lights glinting through the trees in Ranthambore
Hunters with their rifles and bruises
Have the tiger in their sights, I am silenced with the muzzle

Like the blind, we tracked our way
I am free knowing this day
We followed the jackals and nilgai, out we went
I am veering at every shot, alive, as the raven quiver

Now my lips are shaking and trembling
My heart rushes with its warmth slowly ebbing away
It pumps dreams into my bloodstream, raising itself
Until I am shattered, scrounging for the illusory past

I am filled with regret, maybe I am unable to express
If you read this through and through
You know the power of hunger and desperation
Let's just say I played the cards just like you

I am grateful that I took it easy on myself
Life and sleep seem to be a blur
In a land where the people are blind
I am glad I can see now, where I went wrong

My mind has closed in itself
I know I will miss my Ranthambore
My childhood will miss the search
I will miss it all but I am glad I lived through it all
Apr 2022 · 96
Books of History
Aditya Roy Apr 2022
Civilization is born
In an instant
And lost forever
It does resurface often; don't count on it

The traces of logical development
All lost to the constant brisk stride of progress
The pace of everyday with broken sidewalks that line the streets
All missing from the newspapers I once read; my eyes have bled

The people who once existed become memoirs
Those memoirs with celebrities, now memories
All have been cast away and exiled
Only to come and meet us at our destiny

Children whom you loved to play with
The game has changed, my friends
One must start again
To make it into the books of history
A poem devoted to the many lost children of Ukraine.
Mar 2022 · 79
Death by Thunder
Aditya Roy Mar 2022
Your whispers will echo through the thundered seas
Memories will tear the sails from the canvas seams
A soldered heart that was once a levee
Now broken and flooded

Our love is a rocky shore where sailors dare to dream
Ships of words are wrecked by bombs under covers of the night
We see the sight of hope but hope is not our guide
It is a distant dream after the thunder dies

Then the journey comes alive
Aditya Roy Mar 2022
Hello my lover from spring
It was last June I spoke with you
I still go through those poems too
It has been forever since I changed the tulips, roses, and anemone

The flowers remind me of your ruby lips and their sweet taste
My Indie has quickly learned to sit and drop for a quick treat
But the thought of you lingers and stays
I promise to be with you soon in February

Hello my lover from this summer
I let go of the past because it is heavy
An ocean of worry no longer holds me back
I am taking the path of least resistance

You remind me of my mother
She has grown old and worn out her clothes
The effect you have had on me is profound
My writing because of you has turned youthful

The lover before you was cold as winter
Worlds apart we were but we tried
So these letters are an attempt to accept her
The reasons I have to love you outweigh my reluctance
Mar 2022 · 230
Mermaid
Aditya Roy Mar 2022
The moon is beautiful and the skies are glimmering sadly
The stars are scintillating and our eyes are blinded by them
We don't see the sickness of obsession
Only the goodness of perseverance persists
The oceans are clearing view, clearing the foggy sight, for the ships
The mermaids have stopped breathing out the mist
Our love is no longer felt in sighs but in letters and trinkets
Feb 2022 · 107
Benefit of the Doubt
Aditya Roy Feb 2022
The point was made
But, the feeling of doubt
Seemed to linger
Feb 2022 · 92
Single's Night
Aditya Roy Feb 2022
A friend of mine calls
In the stormy night
She cries on the phone
Says she wants a lover

She's afraid of being on the run
She says she can't be on her own
She needs someone to hold her close
I can't let her go

She lets me be her only recluse
Soon she will have to choose
It will tear us apart from inside
We'll share hearts that have died

We will be singles on this night

I know she's scared and doesn't trust
I know she thinks that I can change
But, I can't change the way I feel
I see just the two of us

It's tense, I tell myself quickly
I'll tell you, no matter how you tell it
There's no way to run from the truth
She knows it too

We're like two parallel lines
Never bound to meet
Except when we look back in time
They seem to fall into line

We will both be singles on this night
Feb 2022 · 100
Memoriam
Aditya Roy Feb 2022
I seek comfort
In my regular life
From memories so alive
Memoriam means "in memory of."
Jan 2022 · 137
Cynic
Aditya Roy Jan 2022
Cynicism and idealism are two sides of the same coin; this pattern appears in young idealists. The intellectuals are cursed by knowledge. They use the privilege of education to question the government. Full of vigor and all for change. But, doing little to bring it.
Jan 2022 · 1.2k
Aerophobia
Aditya Roy Jan 2022
You will have to speak up
For the hurt

You will reach heights
To escape life's lowly sights

She will have to hear
All you have in here

Let go of your fears
This is what she needs

You need to tear her apart
To go back to the start

Tear into her
With a curse
Don't be afraid to fly.
Jan 2022 · 134
Letting it go
Aditya Roy Jan 2022
I strode into a bar one night
Stumbled actually into the dim light
At the sight of a lady
With a stellar gown made of dark fabric
With her hair so brown, it could have been fawn
I don't remember the details now
I don't even wear that cambric tunic
The night had slowly faded into a hushed dawn
With the drinks and chaotic murmurs turning to yawn
Like sunshine on flowers through a canopy
Our eyes met instantly
As the bar emptied
We got along well, I thought too myself
Under the stars and constellations, we spoke
Churning stories under the starlight, gaily
Of things which to this day have passed
Five years had passed
The serendipity struck me blind
"I am not capable of love."
"You aren't. But you will be."
She had the raw optimism of a child

I was still playing with my life
Under the serenity of the night sky
I realized a lot
In that short time
I was sure of someone
For once in my life

Then, I looked around the bar
She was still twiddling her thumbs
My heart beat twice as I looked at the shore
I wanted to say something
Looking through the window pane
The boats were docked, rocking on the waves
They were nestled near the pier on the high tide
This conversation was sailing smoothly
I needed a plan!
I had a plan
At least, I thought I had a plan
Yet I was tied to a feeling, there was some stillness
It smelled like beer, but, I could taste the fear
I couldn't ask her out
Or could I?

I decided to walk out of the tavern that night
I admit, I was a little lost and alone
Best choice I had made in a long time, right?
Suddenly, the door flew open
She ran up to me
The air was clear, her face lit up in the dead dark
I said a whole sentence, but, the wild wind hid the stupid remark
She blurted out, "I have never felt so alive."
I wish we meet again
Because I need that raw optimism again
Now I think too much, feeling too little
To write a poem, you need to be so in love with the idea of it that you can draft it a thousand times. Even after those thousand deaths, the essence of it should stay. The idea should be reflected in it's essence, which is only a small part of it. If you are lucky, the idea will come out eventually in a well-structured poem. Capture the intent behind writing it, when you write your poem, and interpret it smartly.
Jan 2022 · 93
Scars II
Aditya Roy Jan 2022
Many wounds leave scars
Events leave memories
Scars leave a blemish
On the skin and heart
There is no trace of us
Only themes and metaphors
A changed person can become half of what he used to be.
Jan 2022 · 97
Scars
Aditya Roy Jan 2022
Wounds heal
Memory fails
Scars never fade
A changed person isn't the same person.
Jan 2022 · 163
Spring Rush
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.
Jan 2022 · 104
Joke #1
Aditya Roy Jan 2022
When the Lord closes
A door, he opens a window
So, that you can jump out of it
Jan 2022 · 543
Crush
Aditya Roy Jan 2022
First crush
Last love
There is no in-between
The touch of rain after a year in the desert
The spirit of an ocean that is calm and untouched
All of these are precious to me
None as precious as you were
Aditya Roy Dec 2021
Why does poetry have to be shallow?
We will look for another planet soon enough
From ridge to valley, pastures facing the constant plough
Soon the California fires will be put out by the dying hours

We will change up the entire planet
From country to country, and we will barely recognize Brooklyn
Under the stars or the sun as none will be seen in oblivion
And humans would dream big, doing little to change things

We could take the signs as they are
But, the diplomacy-the international dream- runs so deep!
Are we trying to scheme ourselves out of the consequence
By ignoring the battle we have at hand, claiming false innocence

Are we calling an impending doom with our actions?
Does the eternal river of Styx turn green in the next century
Or do we continue to choose between Scylla and Charybdis
Making the wrong choices, ashamed of our previous decisions
A poem on climate change.
Nov 2021 · 310
For All The Right Reasons
Aditya Roy Nov 2021
The tree that once offered shade
Its leaves freefall my way
The winter hasn't changed itself

How can they be so free in their sway?
And my flowers linger for the canopy
Nature is mysterious in her ways

The summer's warmth is awaited patiently
Yet so is the winter cool
No leaves for cover nor forests for shelter

I have spent battling the winter blues
And the ceaseless storms
Then why must I wait for the truth

Just because I love you
Should I wait for fate to open its arms
So, you can too

For all the right reasons
I wait for you
With each season
Nov 2021 · 174
Lotus
Aditya Roy Nov 2021
Do you want to bloom on the mud?
Or have it easier on the ocean?
You will regret being on the surface
You can grow with me in marshes

I'll let you stay with me
He just wants to keep you
He'll touch you when he wants
I'll catch you when you fall

I know the guy, he'll never take you back
I can never let you leave, that's what I lack
Nov 2021 · 166
Cheers of a Homeless
Aditya Roy Nov 2021
The melancholic grin of the old
As the cold hurts the inner soul
Crumbles the bones of the bowed legs
Aspirin, ******, and saccharin

Puncture wounds of a snake that bit you
My friend, have you lost
Your battle with the truth
Can't you face the reality of addiction

Cheers, cheers, cheers
With another beer
Look at how society leers at you
You warm-hearted tool.
Nov 2021 · 93
Glow Up
Aditya Roy Nov 2021
I walked into her apartment, her hands I held
Her hands were boney, sinewy, and weakly curled
Around mine
She had a good life

Among the lamp shade and sewing tools
Carelessly strewn, I held her head on mine
I cried out my lungs
Imagine my surprise when she spoke

She wanted to live
Because life was full of passion
And friends should not be set aside
For death can always sit beside in silence

Her scent filled the room
Fragrance that reminded me of fresh air
The windows were open
She had let out a sigh with rising sun

Her eyes twinkled like the oceanic green
Stars paled in comparison to such sheen
Death never looked so serene
On a face
Nov 2021 · 104
Untouchable
Aditya Roy Nov 2021
She told me, "There's no coming back."
I left her on the door for what I lacked
The human touch she once prayed for
She no longer needed, inside was a war

Untouchable.

Her tears gushed like spring water
But, in her heart it felt like a drop in a desert
She needed to cry at the alter
No more ceaseless longing, she could assert her will

She could finally let me go, she had snapped
The genesis of change had begun
The wind carried me away
I have never spoken her name

Untouchable.
Nov 2021 · 300
Violet
Aditya Roy Nov 2021
Once you move on, this song will be yours
The memories I left behind will falter
Tomorrow will offer the same promise
To people deserving a love like yours

With each ephemeral second, you drift further
But, the right guy always appears closer
I wish you could see the wound inside me
But, I'm glad I could set you free

I see that the gems that are hardest to find
Are worth the journey after a while
I hope you find these words I left behind
I hope you get the guy, you always liked
Nov 2021 · 68
Words of This Song
Aditya Roy Nov 2021
The eyes drenched in the blue of an ocean
Sun kissed lips that were calm like its water
I saw the age in her well preserved innocence
She was precious as a child

Her tale was so vivid, I would listen to it
For hours and hours, till the clock had no meaning
She'd stare at me and wish away my existence
Take me from place to place with her childish lines

She could weave a month into poems
Her spontaneous mind would turn the seasons to seconds
I'd seen love take a new form
Little by little, she'd turn ecstasy into tragedy
Nov 2021 · 166
Medicine
Aditya Roy Nov 2021
I know the trees provide the shade
I know that the birds leave their cage
Her memory is like the warmth of the sun
A look from her I can only crave

She offered me a cup of tea on a cold day
I know the liquid is meant to quench my thirst
I know love is the medicine
For the hunger that shall never fade
Nov 2021 · 75
The Road Back
Aditya Roy Nov 2021
The road back home is beautiful

Sun shining warmly in May

With trees overhead in sway

Why do I hide in the shadows?


I have people who remember me

They understand my needs

I can't trust them anymore

So, why do I want her?


I circle the city

I look for a seat on the subway

I sit across an empty seat that reminds me

I still play with her hands in my head


I have tried every street and nook

Read through every book

Hoping for a word or sentence

That won't remind me of her
Nov 2021 · 182
Power
Aditya Roy Nov 2021
Smile like the pale moon
It illuminates the night
Even better than the sun

Be an ocean of knowledge
Be calm on the surface
Create waves when a storm approaches
Nov 2021 · 209
I'm Afraid
Aditya Roy Nov 2021
I want to tell her she's pretty
In her own magical way
I've stopped wearing my heart on my sleeve
She's on my mind every day

I want to tell her she's a river in the desert
I've forgotten the words to say
That'll make her believe in me
I've never seen such grace

I've stopped dreaming of us holding hands
When she looks at me, my mind goes numb
My fingers lose feeling in that heated moment
I wish I could tell her how much I need her
Nov 2021 · 293
New Friend
Aditya Roy Nov 2021
Can you be the fire to my wood?
I'd love to take you out for a cup of tea
But, you seem like a woman meant for caramel coffee
Maybe, you aren't just meant for me

Hence, we weren't a pair to be
You had to make it three
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