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37 · Jul 2020
Past and Fear
Aditya Roy Jul 2020
I hide under
My bed
With the dead
37 · Nov 2020
I'm a rock
Aditya Roy Nov 2020
God didn't know that
He was making poetry
When he made you leave me
Nice short stuff.
37 · May 2020
Mystic River
Aditya Roy May 2020
My light flickers in a golden sun
Turning like the clock in my deserted room
The sunlight has the nebulous sunflowers facing it and turning away
The bees and trees, I hope for Providence's blessing, will stay

Some there whilst barely present
Like some form of mysticism in this beaten shade
In this vast ecosystem that resembles a dream or diary written in the dark
Lay on the Galis of this forest, obscuring itself in the channel

The sunflowers hide or choose to prise themselves from the storm
Fluttering in azure breeze later on
Providing milk and honey to those clasping wasps
Admitting to nature that has tossed and desiccated them

It is a lust for life
That paints these scenic motions
Also sculpted the landscape where it occurs
That slips and slides with grace
Alongside the mystic river of consciousness
Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility.
William Wordsworth
37 · Aug 2020
Written in sand
Aditya Roy Aug 2020
If my love were unseen as the night sky
Like a lonely cloud of twilight
As sure as stars above that shine for us
With the treasure shared underneath that dusk

My heart would sing within that solace
As a fulfilled soul hopes to flee from this mess
Casting my shadow on you as a willow does
And in exchange I lose none of the ardor

For your love, should it belong somewhere else
I innocently reside in your heart's corner
As I accept my loss of scope and time
Our fates shall never intertwine

Reminding us time is of consequence
My sweet love will wash away with its pink sands
I hope the metaphor resonates.
37 · Nov 2020
Happy Halloween
Aditya Roy Nov 2020
Trick or treat
Half of Africa
Doesn't have food to eat
37 · Jun 2020
City of Circus
Aditya Roy Jun 2020
I have known arms white and bare
All administering an obsolete love
Through comforts and conciliatory gesture
If my love was bare, it would be invisible
In the sky blue ocean and streets that accompany me
Across the beauteous places, my mind asks for repair
Despite your love, my heart lies in the cold waters
Where marines live in the heart of the city of circus sands
Enveloping my soul stretched thin like a sail following the wind
'Circus sands'- Mr. Tambourine Man
37 · Jul 2020
Chores of A little girl
Aditya Roy Jul 2020
She runs to school
Every morning
Comes back with her friends
In the afternoon
Washing the dishes
When the moon comes out too
How does she live on the bucks
Of waiting tables all her life
Should living be a gust of wind
Or a rough strife
37 · Feb 2020
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
37 · Jul 2020
Dreary Sunshine
Aditya Roy Jul 2020
It is real
It is springtime
Or we shall call it quits
The time for a lovely disease
Do we still rhyme in affection and amorous touch
Or do we masquerade as intertwining winds
Let it be, or let us make love
As the bees bring honey
From an auburn leaf
Right underneath
A blushing rose
These flowers need your sunshine
My dreary love
You make the trees green
Every time you kiss my two eyes
When my face is near your shameless hair
As I touch your naked hand
And excited soul
What is it like to truly love someone?
I've forgotten.
37 · Jul 2020
Inspiration
Aditya Roy Jul 2020
You asked for my poems
I had none
Because all of the colors
My soul had been given without
Hesitation
Such is the beauty
Of inspiration
Aditya Roy Jul 2019
Ash and dust settled in the desert
The feeling of raindrops felt long lost
There is a change taking place in the minds
Of people who have been accustomed to mirages
Dying in the long lost sands of time
Drying by the souls of robberies that could have been better handled
I thought the heart was meant to be stolen
Instead, I lost ******* heart when I saw further ahead
In the balance of the drops of rain that brought the smell of direction
In the right place, at the right time
I walked into God's shadow
37 · Feb 2020
Estranged
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
Is it strange
To want to forget you
And write about you just the same
37 · Jul 2019
You Are My Lucid Dream
Aditya Roy Jul 2019
The pristine dream
Imprisoned
By hands and feet
These thoughts are the only reality
37 · Apr 2020
Sleep comes easy
Aditya Roy Apr 2020
You are a dream
That I spend my life
Sleeping on
I hope to wake up
And find you
Sleep comes easy then
We are such stuff. As dreams are made on; and our little life. Is rounded with a sleep. The Tempest Act 4, scene 1
37 · Nov 2018
Poison
Aditya Roy Nov 2018
I loved my dreams
More than the sunshine
Kept me alive in the wake of the night
The time at the time
Of the rhyme
Without reason
Of the light of light
Reminded the glowing lamps
That floated brilliantly
In the dark sky
In the raucous surroundings
of the colonies
Be Hospitable to the dogs
Of society
Somehow the noise
Comes out sweeter
When there's less color and more smoke
And smells stronger
Happy Diwali :D
37 · May 2020
A hymn
Aditya Roy May 2020
I look around at the benches, they are full
They ask you the same questions

Dear Father,
I haven't to talked
To you

I am looking outside
Myself
Never above or into myself

A kingdom where the robin sings
And the children play with the birds

I have one in my head
And one in my heart
I whisper a prayer for them

When I sit in front of Jesus
Who stares wistfully
I wonder if his kindness is blind
I was looking for inspiration. It never saw me walk in.
37 · Oct 2020
You'd wish you were dead
Aditya Roy Oct 2020
I wish you hated me
Because I learned to love
It's just the eyes never learned
To dry those tears welling up
When the ocean fills up
My heart escapes my mouth
Let the earth pull us in
So we can't hurt
37 · Jul 2019
Smoke Run Amok
Aditya Roy Jul 2019
The simple surface of the billowing smoke
Makes my thoughts seem cloudy
But, deep down I'm very clear on my inhibitions
37 · Feb 2020
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
37 · Jul 2020
Trimmings of lost meaning
Aditya Roy Jul 2020
The words 'I love you'
Are just right for us
For lovers with time and space
I have no sense for those lines and essence

I do not talk to women
I talk to my friends in my sleep
When, I wake up
The world wakes up hot in the afternoon

As I pick out each petal for you
People will fall in love with its dew
When the flower loses its beauty
Becoming bare like dead leaves you tread through

That is when I will say
'I love you'
That flower shall spring to life again
Till then, I wait for the you

Time to paint the world red
A love poem. The last one was slightly misinterpreted. By red I meant love.
37 · Aug 2019
Virtually Vicious
Aditya Roy Aug 2019
Choosing my life’s choices
Carefully stitching the love of mine
Cleansing my conscience off vices
Virtue is true happiness
36 · Nov 2020
Two Yards away
Aditya Roy Nov 2020
You're missing me I know
We used to go out every week
On a Sunday, its a couple of hours
My Dad we held our love with a kiss on the cheek

You're thinking of me
I know I am, how was your day?
How was the workplace? Your boss?
Soon, I know you'll be away

I'll be broken and in pieces.

You won't put me back together the same way
Yet, when I try to
I always fall apart the next day
We are two yards away and tomorrow is another grey day

My ears thrill at the sound of your voice
My heart finds peace and feels whole
It was an eternity when I was a child
And you felt young, I know Dad because I'm getting older

Faster, with everyday and those yards are turning to lightyears
Please come back before time runs out
I wish my family were together.
Aditya Roy Jul 2019
The yellow windowpanes may have the smell
Of your ******, but, the resistance to change
Is as free-flowing as this ****** faltering of friendship
Maybe, someday the smell of you is unhinged
Like a door in space that opens up to the secrets of existence
Maybe, the feeling of eroticism is prone to the change
But, the friends I have gathered in this rabble all want my blood
You're the only who wants my bloodlust
Thank Heavens, it isn't an inexperienced ****** fantasy of sexuality
In this climactic hour, we should be friends, if we can't handle the pain
The dew falls from leaves slowly to make us whole again
Let it not go to waste, this time and toil
This sweat and agony of not being able to calm you in your vivid breath
36 · Jul 2019
You Took My Poem's Title
Aditya Roy Jul 2019
Vivaciously sculpted trees
Create verdure
That only few trespass into
But the night is getting older
Nothing we can hold about in our transient tips
In this jungle, there are watered tresses called brooks
Finding all of this are books and the paper
On the forests of yesterday's trips to the forest
Ruined by progress meant for the future
Paradise is lost in the edifice of time, and now barren
Somehow, the path I took in its profundity
Is the right one
But, hey thanks for stealing my poem's title
36 · Mar 2020
Minutes Make The Day
Aditya Roy Mar 2020
Give me a minute
The numbers don't have seconds attached to them
I'm hanging by God's thread
I expected a hammock
Not a tight rope walkers act
Or a comic's drunken crawl
I am in the third act of the play
To get my money back from Banquo
Aided by the stealers and murderers
My back hurts and I cannot hold the throne
So, I steal the crown for them all
Now my sagging breaths
At least have turned into numbered ones
And I am not afraid of death
Or the laurel wreath of freedom
Hope has come
The thorns have caught me
I cannot leave my position
Instead, I am an imposition on you
I am truly sorry
Because I worry too quickly
My mind screams,"I love you"
So give me a minute
To muster courage
For just three words
And that minute will make my day
36 · Feb 2020
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
36 · Apr 2019
Pigeons Seem Warm
Aditya Roy Apr 2019
Prison seems warm
A place like getting stuck in a mental dream
Of a stranger with no blessed thought
You could be lost in a thought
Or been working on those instincts
We still need you
Somehow time changes how you look at the terrain trenchantly
There's no reason for changing your whereabouts
THere's no nee3d for singing songs if you have good remand
With the positive strain of force, he rests his hand
On The quill
There is an armor around him
Of rattle and pens.
A novel achievement
There is an established county
He isn't a fiction
Like this story
36 · Jun 2020
Breathless Too
Aditya Roy Jun 2020
Darling, I have formed a fortress
All the while I've known your womanly eyes
Trapped in a lack of expression, I am
I curse my fate and thoughtlessness
The seconds turn to hours every morning

Darling, it is like knowing love all over again
Taking away my power
It's just like knowing your heart
Differentiating it from the past

That barely expresses the constantly aching heart
As I kiss your lips, hoping we stay close
With each breathless second, like a lark to the day
You know I am out of life, in love all over again
36 · Jun 2020
My world
Aditya Roy Jun 2020
The fire of yesterday
Has hushed all the hellos
Often that escape ears
Yet, the goodbyes of yesteryears
Stay as close to me with your fears
Close to my heart where there are tears
The fire of yesterday burns bright
Like a lamp on the Ganges
Flicker, flicker on the river
Where I wash my sins
And bathe myself with dignity
I know hellos now sound distant
As a memory of a clean river
Goodbye is too permanent
So I say, farewell
As ashes take away my age and existence
Without false agenda or purpose
Like God paints the cleansed sky
Without malice or prejudice
Dabbling in colors
That is how the world ends
Or my world
36 · Jun 2020
Joyful
Aditya Roy Jun 2020
Dreams are
Made of sorrowful
Days full of promise
36 · Jun 2020
Moving on
Aditya Roy Jun 2020
You were once mine
Now I am moving on
36 · Jul 2020
Nobody loves me
Aditya Roy Jul 2020
I write poems
Best
Because
Nobody loves me
36 · Jun 2020
Stained Verse
Aditya Roy Jun 2020
If you think life is a *****
Remember
Love is a dog from hell
If you think suicide is the answer
Remember
Life isn't in question
If you fear life's little failures
Remember
Fear is no success at all
36 · Jul 2019
How To Let Go Of Dreams?
Aditya Roy Jul 2019
Torrid fascination with the sullen
Sullen, being pejorative, is a need for the passionate
My life and my pursuits are the reason for my sullied imagination
36 · Aug 2019
Stellar Cellar
Aditya Roy Aug 2019
If you're cute
Join the military
If you're cool
Become an academic in a sheen of a classroom
If you're cold
Become an apartment in the bulk of extravagant Manhattan
Either way, you will drip like a sea from the ceiling of a submarine
36 · Jul 2019
Wonderlust
Aditya Roy Jul 2019
Don't think twice
It's fine, and I'm alright
Sometimes, it's not so rough
To respond, and it's okay if you're in for a night
That I could live without for a while
It's much too strong, too see it through
Life has come to a new beginning
The stuff I'm made of and plastered on
Like a fool
It's like little locket of love
Locking me out of my own memories
You were once mine
And now know, the key to your heart
Is gone, for no one to respond
The lover's charm can open the door, once more
But, I guess it just takes your kiss, to pick up the phone
Aditya Roy Mar 2020
I was locked in emotion
In chains
We were trapped
In the same prison
You set me free
It was nice
As long as I liked you
You betrayed me
Guilt stated
For innocent murders
Who had me floored
If I am with you
One could have asked
Who died first
Now I am set free
Works backwards too
36 · Sep 2020
With The Passing Of Time
Aditya Roy Sep 2020
The stars fill up in your embrace
Skies inflate in your splendor
You hide in plain sight
Yet, are so bright during twilight

A moon I look upon
There is no way or escape from this struggle
As I shrivel in this mortal coil
Knowing being without you is immoral

But, in my obsessed mind
I keep replaying words
That had lost meaning the moment they left my mouth
It is that obsession that drives me see you asleep

Peaceful, with someone else
However, how can skies as empty as us
Have more than one moon
I was yours and you were mine

When did that change?
I hope this theme resonates with some heartbroken people.
36 · Nov 6
Rising with the tides
Aditya Roy Nov 6
The fire in your eyes when you sip your cocktail
Lips pursed as your heart beats fast and heavy
Breaths slow and steady
Elated by my presence

We haven't seen each other for quite some time
But you've visited my dreams every night
A thirst that invigorates me
I think of you with so much love and affection

Wanting you more with every part of my being
My essence pours through your soft skin
As I ravish your body, tasting your lips
Hips hugging my waist, as the tide rises

Waking up next morning
Holding me in your arms, legs, and waves of thick hair
There's light inside that hasn't gone out
There's comfort knowing that I'm in your heart
36 · Jul 2020
Throwness (Geworfenheit)
Aditya Roy Jul 2020
You are world, the wind
And fire with the water
That makes up the air I breathe
I take in your breath
In many ways
And reduce my existence
To a simple world
Which knows only war and destruction
Why do I know you?
Because you have thrown me
In here
With your being
Where we touch our lips
And drown in each other's blood
Absolving each other of our sins
We don't need love
We need no God
We need a life beyond pleasure
36 · May 2020
Tranquil
Aditya Roy May 2020
I wish I could be
Surrounded by the sea
Looking at the horizon
Drowning
Sort of anticlimax.
36 · Jul 2020
I'd love you still
Aditya Roy Jul 2020
The way we look at each other
The road is home to strangers
Lights flicker together like a scripted picture
There's no danger of losing me, forever

The purple leaves flutter
As our hear beats palpitate
As if recognizing an unknown color
In sensual bliss our lips quiver

If you are a desolate landscape
Where a highway runs free
I'd love you still and know all your curves
As riders on a storm do on immaculate forests of azure
36 · May 2020
Devil In Disguise
Aditya Roy May 2020
You may be
A devil in disguise
But, you are a blessing too
36 · Jul 2020
Love Lost
Aditya Roy Jul 2020
The love lost
Can be gained
Through friendship
36 · Sep 2020
Seep in the love
Aditya Roy Sep 2020
As we seep into the loveless sky
Seeing it through with each night
Knowing not what follows
With each kiss, I let out a sigh
Never knowing when it will come back to me, though
36 · Feb 2020
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
36 · Nov 6
War is hell
Aditya Roy Nov 6
A sealed letter lays upon your shelf
Unopened for days at end
You're the only one with the key
So I call your name again

And I wonder what it says
We haven't spoken for days
The blues haven't gone away
You're the only one who ******* cares

If I come either in a box or a bag
And I don't want to live with the pain
In some ****** up way
You've carried me through this day

Unsealed
It made me cry to see you
Wish it all away
As the sun goes down far away

Ah, I see them
I see them, all clearly
Waking me up
From my last breath

Ah, I see them
Waking me up
From the dead
And you've thrown the key away
36 · Feb 2020
How To Fly?
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
Birds don't fly
They dodge
Blocks of unseen wind
36 · Dec 2018
Sunshine Boots
Aditya Roy Dec 2018
Somehow you keep
Me awake
In the life
Of the shoes
Of the benefactor's
Sunshine boots
ごk せい
Sorry
36 · Feb 2020
Buried In The Sand
Aditya Roy Feb 2020
We are taking the
Earthlings
Out of danger
On to Mars
Carrying fish in tin cans
Sending messages along with 'em
Massages for free
For the first ones on the planet
Our message from Mars
Is you find your groove
And learn how to dance on
Sub-zero gravity
When you need to take a shower
You'll find ice in your loaded flowers
When down to Earth
You'll be high on Mary's sunflowers
That don't follow the Sun anymore
Instead look for Earth
Which is no longer on the solar system
There are freebies for hustlers
We'll join the pool boys in their withering struggle
To find the next door neighbor's daughter
But, she won't be a stone throw away
She'll be here holding her father's ashes
Lost in the landfill of the wasteland
Not far from where Earth was once buried
In the sand
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