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Apr 2020
We sat in a road
Of cobble stone and rock
Our valise and car was locked
The road was pernicious
Our guide was impervious
To the wisp of winds
The shape or form got diffused as my friend
Went in once again
The rising breeze
Left no survivors
And took no cowards
So, I went in after him
Worry might have taken me first
That was the worst I'd seen of the cold
The night came in a blitz
As my friend walked further in a hail storm
The car was void of form now
When I looked back with feeling
There was a time
Warm supper was laid out
As winter eased out
Now I remember the lost time
It has gone away like a powerful rhyme
The further I walk
The more happiness runs away
Now I don't know really
What I should look for
Is it a picket fence from my house
Or is it the sound of crickets
If I can now make it
The rumors will be roughly true
They said I will always be alone
The bird overhead called out
I had once wondered
If the whistle of an eagle
Is louder than the hopeless blizzard
The gelid storm that went for hours
Death's cry is said to be namesake
As it called my name in my ear
Often wondering if I had moved it to the core
If I had the hoarded courage of a saviour
All I throughout, home was on my mind
God could see it
But, I couldn't
Because the war didn't leave survivors
But, it didn't take cowards
When winter thawed
The water called out to the birds
That had left the battlefield
Looking for peace
I remember
We sat on that road
Once before
And heard the same birds calling out
To us to stay on the road of life
Aditya Roy
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Aditya Roy  27/M/New Delhi, India
(27/M/New Delhi, India)   
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