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Oct 2022
We had our time under the moon
Our light was spent in the spotlight
Soon we would live like fools
Enamored by the color red and its sight

Like a caged bird, I yelled for her
Let me out for I need you to see
She didn't want to hear me much longer
She didn't want to let me out to quickly

It pumps red blood and feels
While it flew, it felt the rush of being free
This is the truth behind her love for the sky
Set her free, she too is a bird that is free

I was captured by her
While she was free to fly through myriad skies
Like a fish swimming in the seas that belongs there
I was caged in her presence, choked by her light

She had brought out an obsession in me
I asked her have you read this or that
We shared interests by the dozen really
But it wasn't enough for us to get back

I'm possessed by the love I need
While others find their cold comforts in a one way street
Belief tells me to write poetry and find the right one
The right one will fly as I wait on the autumn trees
Aditya Roy
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Aditya Roy  27/M/New Delhi, India
(27/M/New Delhi, India)   
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