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6d
The red flowers swell and sway in the scenic pastures
Birds splay their wings, abseiling in the cold, hard wind
The stars remain studded in the sky
Flooding the streets with the endless light of a million

In the last vestiges of time, my passion burns bright
I'm engulfed by the fissures of your playful mind
Where the books of poems lie still in undisturbed waters
As I write tonight, my love burns crimson and sapphire

Yet, in the face of insurmountable odds, it never dims nor dies
It's a flame that counteracts winds, borrows from the sleepless night
Comes alive in a motionless street that lies awake in the cold breeze
As a pear-shaped moon shudders in the dark, peering through vacant trees

The clouds crescendo and fall under the spell of the starry spiral
That captures me with every passing moment, resounding with my breath
Gently ushering in the dormant silhouettes as they wait for the crack of dawn
To carve themselves a space in the streets that stretch for miles and miles

Soon when Earth meets with the moon on the skyline
Our bodies will make a pact and my love will live on
In unfettered dreams and primal thoughts raw with love
Thriving with the countless stars that shine upon you that night


These lamplit streets, filled with cars, will sing the song of the night for you
Finding their way to your heart through the dark
Much like countless streams meeting the ocean of unfulfilled dreams
Twisting and turning, contorted and confined to their paths

In my inescapable sorrow, I'll hold onto your locket of memories
With ****** hands and sweat pouring, I'll protect it with all my might
Yet, its key fell somewhere in the cracks along the way
I still hear the clock ticking away in the corner of my soul

Even on the most beautiful of nights
When my heart traces its way back to you
Now I can no longer watch you grow
So I write tonight, burning with intense nostalgia

I'll be gentle with my words
Fetching those long-gone memories
Speaking to myself in a lullaby that nurses this soul from the cold, harsh truth
That you'll never be mine and are no longer with me

Yet when the distance between earth and sky close
We'd have gone our separate ways
Completely changed through the sands of time
Strangers to one another in this life

Where lamps breathe their electric fire
On this moonlit highway, I hope our paths collide
The conquerors of the sky hover above silent streets
Hopelessly tortured by their dreams

I think of you often in the solitary moments
Even on the darkest nights when the starlight has lost the way to earth
When my heart is broken and shattered by this helpless love
Yet I feel alive every time our paths merge for a brief moment

Your tresses fell in cusps, red lips pressed with mine
Hands holding me tight, eyes filled with desire
You held me in a glance and transfixed me with your gaze
Shattering my defences and soothing my nerves

As I nervously surrendered myself
To concupiscence that enveloped my very being
There are very few who have walked through this door
Now this is a feeling I can no longer ignore
Aditya Roy
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Aditya Roy  27/M/New Delhi, India
(27/M/New Delhi, India)   
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