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Jun 2020
You filled my life, curled behind unexpressed love
Ne'er found heaven's gilded traces of sky,
In silver faces of clouds, there are none
Visible to golden sun, its naked eye
My deep ravines long for her warm gaze
Day by day, night grows old and forgettable
Like frightened, bare trees  with cold shade, underneath
If pain left behind should tumble and toss on surface
The trees twisted into complete clairvoyance, instead
Scurry of restless winds amidst the red leaves
My mind shall know it's rest place with the old forests
Like immortal ghosts resting through tides of peace
Yet, hearts will yearn for a youthful sunlit scene
I know within forests, my mind is free
"In what distant deeps or skies.
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand, dare seize the fire?"
-William Blake
Aditya Roy
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Aditya Roy  27/M/New Delhi, India
(27/M/New Delhi, India)   
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   Bogdan Dragos and MS Anjaan
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