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Aditya Singh Poem
The room was dark, the candles burning like stars
The air was masked with her intoxicating perfume
In her black dress she looked as beautiful as a clear night sky
I sat across her, mesmerized, just looking into those beautiful eyes
Her presence was as soothing as warm sunlight
I had never felt like this for decades in this life
We laughed, we talked, we held hands like we were no more old
She sat across me smiling listening to the million stories I told
The faint music crawled into my ears
As the evening slowly covered itself with the blanket of darkness
We walked side by side on the empty road, cold winds our companion
She walked beside me, the moonlight gracing her hairs
I wished the walk never ended
At last, she stood at the door with her hands held towards me
I took a step and hesitated, I looked back I saw myself falling on the floor
Come with me, Said she
I looked at those warm hands, I looked at the cold snow around me
I held her hands as tightly as I held my breath
I was happy, I was sad,
I was dating the death.
Copyright © Aditya Singh | Year Posted 2023
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Aditya Singh Poem
The spring blooms
The naked trees dress in their beautiful greens
The thirsty rivers are now overflowing with joy
The ice melts, the sun shines
Amidst the nature transforming
My life is also turning around
I tend to smile more, I am happy after a long time
Life is different, Life is habitable to be lived now
I am happy, for the lonely walk in the desert is over
I could see the green forest welcoming me
I could feel the soothing hugs of wind
I could hear the birds playing the mandolins.
But I fear, I fear that I soon will forget the pain
I soon will no longer remember the burning sun and me going insane
I fear that the fruits of joy will heal my wounds
And make me ready for yet another lonely walk again
I fear that this moment of joy will fleet away
And the tears in my eyes is all that I will be left with
I fear the wind of time will rip my clothes apart
As it rips the spring off the trees
And I will have to start again
The long gruesome journey for a moment of bliss……
Copyright © Aditya Singh | Year Posted 2023
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Aditya Singh Poem
I ride on the wind
And fly over the mountains, the trees
The unending seas, the long rivers and small streams
Over the dry deserts and the still oceans
I ride on the wind
And fly over the beautiful castles
And the small cribs
I fly over the rich
And I flew over the poor
I fly over those praying to the gods in the sky asking for more
I fly over those just begging for enough to live
I fly over those with greed in their eyes
And I flew over those with a dying life , no will to live
I fly over the rulers
I flew over those who were ruled
I flew over those who sit with beautifully arranged plates
And I fly over those who had eaten nothing for days
I fly over those who look in the dark sky with fear
I flew over those who look at the same stars with curiosity
I flew over the marvels the man made
I flew over burning ruins and corpses the same man had slayed
I flew over peace, I flew over wars
I flew over happiness and grief
I flew over similarities
And I flew over differences
I ride on the wind
I ride past the grey mountains
The burnt forest
I ride past the dead animals
I once flew over life
And now I am flying over death
Copyright © Aditya Singh | Year Posted 2022
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Aditya Singh Poem
I lie dead in coffin
With a bit of smell
Doors opening for hell
And silence, like trapped deep inside a well
How ironic is it to see
Everything just vanish in front of your eyes
No happy beats , just weeps and sighs
No sad truth ,just happy lies
I lie there waiting to fell asleep
But the time passes very slow, tick tick tick
In the darkness , enveloped by peace
Death had given me what life could never give
Light seeps from the wood
Like a sword through a shield
Making its way to reach the depths
To free me from hell’s reach
But is it truth or is it a lie?
Like most of the time I spent when I was alive
Putting a fake smile to hide the pain
But alas at last when death comes, all these efforts goes in vain.
Who am i?
Just a rotting body hid in the dirt
A couple of memories that will fade away
A few familiar faces who will sway away
But who am i?
Am I not just another grave in a graveyard?
Am I not just another name on a funeral card?
It was hard to live.. and so now is death.. its hard…
I remember when I was a child
When in in a dark room I used to cry
Cause I thought there was someone hiding behind the door
Someone just beneath my floor
I used to close my eyes
Just weeping, crying
In the darkness I swear I could see
A pair of eyes behind the curtain
As I grew up I became the shadow
I became the one of whom I was afraid the most
I became an unseen face in the crowd
I became a ghost
All the years I have spent living
What did I do?
I was nothing but a cloud guided by the wind
A mastless ship, a traveller with no destination to be
I lie in a coffin
With thoughts fuelling me
I am now in a dilemma..
Am I truly dead ?
Or had I never actually lived??
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Aditya Singh Poem
As slowly I crawled towards the end
The fog started covering the land
Nothing but whitness all around me
Nothing but darkness all inside me
I didn't understand if it was hiding the goal for me
Or hiding the skull of those who had failed
But I did understand the fear inside me
That continuously asked me to afray
So near I couldn't hold my breath
My eyes trying to find the aim
My ears cold but ready to hear a noise
My heart beat pumping making me sweat in dark cold night
Stumbling on the stones
Finding the path as if I were blind
I slowly started feeling
As if I were nearby
Suddenly the blanket revealed it's cover
I tried to see and found nothing but a place to hover
It was neither my destination nor was it what I wanted
It was like a station where
Though I could rest but at end will have to move forward,
Will have to move forward
My journey continues
Copyright © Aditya Singh | Year Posted 2021
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