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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
Aditya Roy
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Aditya Roy  27/M/New Delhi, India
(27/M/New Delhi, India)   
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