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Dec 2018
As I feel the wind blowing
In an easterly wave
The sun rises again
The heart of the forest
Is waking up to the rain
The cold mist of the mountains above
The fire of the years of an ancient Sun
And a heart filled with pain

Warm inside but cold to the touch

As the wind blows
I touch the Earth
For something I can't let go
The way of the Earth
Some places wake up earlier than the rest
I look at the skies above

I leave the places
Where I had kept memories abode
Where my life had found meaning
When I was lost

I leave the city
As sun rays pave
The way for the journey
Moving ahead
My memories will turn to dust

Life's journey if you find a place
In the Sun
Where all life blossoms with love

Into the desert
Drier than a lizard's tongue
My home was better than
My need to leave for more purpose

Life's journey if you find a place
In the Sun
Where all life blossoms with love

Just like contemporary dreams
Get shattered by the very hand
That dreams them up
Don't leave your land
If you aren't sure first
Writing after a while but the theme is kinda like entering a foreign land.
Aditya Roy
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Aditya Roy  27/M/New Delhi, India
(27/M/New Delhi, India)   
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