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Apr 2020
My lover is an artist
She won't look back
Her experience has told her stories
She looks at people in white and black

Her words can the strangers away
As her friends are put to peace
She can turn night into daytime
Just like that
Bring the light out of black
But, she chooses her colors wisely as her facts

The stars turn into bright streetlights
When she walks by
The moon plays a symphony just for her smile
The sun is already in her eyes
The night looks in them for some life
Or some mode of surprise
That you just won't find

My lover speaks like silence
Neither argues nor judges
As she sleeps in the skies
I am glad people are enjoying all kinds of writings on this platform. This is where ideas are being shared and I am so happy to be among people like me, who just want to "get it out."
"Follow your inner moonlight. Don't hide the madness."
Aditya Roy
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Aditya Roy  27/M/New Delhi, India
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