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Aayush Upadhyay

PO# 605006
India
India
Let the scenes drip the fingertips.
February 20, 2019
 

The walls turn pale, the dagger near neck
A mirror that's grey, or the eyes maybe
Before the last grain of sand touched ground
The tick where lives death, or love maybe
I live. To heal thou a little more.
The dagger I didn't know, would kill my reflection, which was you. And I threw it.

WHITE CLOCK
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February 15, 2019
 

A fantasy that never crossed the mind
Arduous yet scintillating, like the one
You never found yourself worthy to fantasize about
Like shelter, and strength in a storm
Or serendipity, and lusture of the stars
The ones that were counted and the ones twinkling relentlessly to catch her glare
On a bridge, with pillars worth a thousand dreams
She, as hope, was finding some more good in me
The universe pushed me forward, by shining a little less maybe
Elsewise, I was here on the shabby shore of earth
Looking towards her, competing the stars that she was gazing at.
Beautiful, strikingly, undoubtedly, I won I said,
When her eyes crossed mine, like the gold of the sun, which I was never able to se...

LET'S FALL IN LOVE
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February 4, 2019
 

  Question me more, I feel healed
  Drill down your thoughts inmost
  The smallest pores that cross your vision
  Just don't abandon me
  Your words flowing in never hurt
  The blood flooding out of me does,
  Pathetically.

DARK NIGHT
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February 1, 2019
 

OCEANS

It all ends then maybe
With a decision of agreeing
To outer beliefs
The warnings and consolidations
Of being okay, of being right
Of being worthy to continue
It all ends then maybe
With a decision to let go
To be subtly harsh
Accustomed to oceans
Of denial, of hope
Of being able to push through
It all ends then maybe
With eyes facing front
To outrage once
Of disapproval , of despair
Of unsettling uncertainty
It all ends then maybe.

SEE IT SHARP
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January 28, 2019
 

Cater to darkness to summon an existence
Of abundance the droplets of trembles in silence
The wonders sustained of the breed of the rise
The cult of crevices in folds comprise
For reasons black, the stories untold
These distant mountains, a journey folds.

MARTIN LUTHER KING JR
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January 22, 2019
 

Should there be an afterlife, I would find you
Again and stronger, to rebel, to repent, to touch
Serene and slower, but would never let you quit.
I didn't; why would you. Would you?

     
      

SEE IT SHARP
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January 14, 2019
 

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CRESCENDO
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Would have lived with blood no charm
In the shackle's verdict prey
Would cuff my bones and glaze the flesh
In moments, but how could they
Feed on fear, on the afraid sheer
Suffering head and the molten soul
On smiles on scar and a skin that's tar
On a patient spear on the broken toe
Would have tried with all my might
To swim and walk in the freezing fire
Would love to drown in evil mound and
Sit on coal for the selfless night
Patience crude and an ego rude
The stars I see deep down the sand
Wounds so fresh the flesh so tight and
Crawling tired the no man's land
Would have taken swifts to borrow
Breaths that tremble in a trembling throat
Gulping ...

LIGHT LETTRS LOGO
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December 23, 2018
 

Three pages

Through the breaches the radiant gold
Of tales succumbed to an existence
Unjustified yet thunderous, this sheet
Prompts a story with a lot of flares
I would have words but this scroll
Words lie within, this plain sheet
Tells the life not so dear yet eternal
And momentous to live further
Page one reminds of what it is like
To exist in delusion, denial and dread.
Next being is fresh like wind, like life, like the one I wished to live; addictive like the crisp of a new thesaurus, or of heavy rain
It speaks of present, of the one, the only
Of what's real, or atleast what should have been; It pacifies clarity, and the just state of mind; speaks of hope of stars and beyond.
Two pag...

SEE IT SHARP
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June 6, 2018
 

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Isn't so predictable
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Isn't music; though I plug in buds and see her face
Isn't dancing; though she curves as my strings follow
Isn't lust; though she sips out the skins of life
Isn't love; though she leaves what remains then and throughout
Isn't  body; though I disappear behind my own self
Isn't touch ; though I breathe (on her) as if only she as air remains
Isn't gaze; though eyes bleed but deny a fancy away
Isn't death; she stabs me , I stab me through her again
Isn't reality; she smirks and dripples apart
Again in that untouched glass of wine

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KISS A PRINCE
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May 25, 2018
Pakwara, India

LEVITATE

It can be etched on an abstract mosaic
In a painter's world of monochrome
A thousand smalls , a rustic pavement
Unapologetically lit
Under an ignorant street light
Effortless to figure- pair of folded knees, a pinned down head
Gleam silencing the tiny strength
He pushes to stay seated
You the Phoenix, don't catch his glare
It scares him more, from himself more
Hold the shoulder and take him high
In a black canvas you colour with voice
Let the air sweep in through,
Till the point your arms don't stress
Place him down with your tear of promise
To join him soon a levitate
Yet again.

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WRITE YOUR OWN STORY
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February 6, 2018
 

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**GLASS PANE**
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What if I read you a story
"Once upon a time," I say
And drip out those scenes
As my fingers sked them out
Would you chuckle through your wonder
As I narrate our eternities together
Would you quench my voice
Brushing through your trails
Would you roll up, them sleeves
And shine your mind through the sides
Would you smile with your affection
Caressing our little world
Would you still have those eyes,
Teary in love as I smile
Would you still have that warmth
The peaceful sleep I had in your arms
Would you still be here, close next to me
As I reach the end of my beautiful tale
Would you come out, from that portrait...

ORIGINAL
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January 16, 2018
Pakwara, India

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Pink Underwear
#A LGBTQ+ TALE
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Under a stack of them, identity chokes
Drowsy smells, different prints
My fist tightens, one around my neck
One around these pairs
I struggle, under shiny lights
The cracks on my face, pop out
Radiate with the illuminance,
And my lip colour
These normal ones, trying consideration
Dressed up in busty uniforms, ask me if I need help
Screams my inner peace, shouting - it's a just a mall
Just a shelve with smelly underwears
Just a human, capable of endeavours.
I choke, in the fresh odour of the knocking
I fumble, some descent words I say.
Wonder why, that rose one pops out
I grab it's silk...

ANGEL OF PASSION
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November 24, 2017
 

   "Your canvas it is" she said when she    gifted me her neck

           When I caressed it first, all I could         carve were sonnets.

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AIM TO PLEASE
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November 23, 2017
 

               Tell me when really
                  Will I start living more than
                       I numbly exist?

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ORIGINAL
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October 30, 2017
Pakwara, India

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#Crowded_Thoughts
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Symphonies
Your kisses and scars
Are shaping me
For the better everyday
Adversities
Miles and thoughts
Are strengthening me
In great fashions everyday
Hordes
Your fears and truths
Are deafening me
Making me helpless everyday
The water
My eyes and light
For you are pacifying
Leaves me wondering everyday
A chance
To gift us wings and fly
Is soothing me
Making me weaker everyday
I promise
The verses their worth
Roots are powering everyday

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KISS A PRINCE
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October 5, 2017
 

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Little girl...
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It will pass, little girl, the most of it will
Sing a monotonous hymn to flee this red color and the terror in your eyes
They are not real, little girl, just a bad imagination I promise
It was just rain the sky abandoned, not the acid for sure
Take my jacket, little girl, you must be so cold
They were poor; just needed your clothes for survival
Those are scratches, little girl, but of bravery I promise
They didn't want money, just wanted to give these honorable marks
Is it burning, little girl, is it hurting so much?
It's just the pamper of their deepest affection, not fire
You are a storm, little girl, I know
My tears make you wea...

WORLD DAY OF BULLYING PREVENTION
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September 24, 2017
 

Introverted

Strange refrain they crafted perfect
In a glorious rhythm they touched the grass
The pearls that fell from the grey and eyes
Were worthy enough to outshine the stars
Black inside and the grey above
Shone so brilliant to daub the light
Pen glazed the paper , broken
Ink was ruthless to heal the night
Thunder weeped for a long lost sorrow
The brown opened its arms widespread
The long lost love the sky then had
It really made the rain introverted.

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NATIONAL DIARY DAY
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September 24, 2017
 

Eyes were covered were they yours
Dripping magic like a  fall in mine
Should I dive in them
Slowly untangling any cover they had
Slowly undoing any cover you have
Should I go through you, your mind and soul
And should  you shiver as I kiss those scars
Should I flaunt my fingers on the velvet; your lips
Should you tangle yours across my hand
Should I follow your trails till I touch your waist
And get lost in the depths of yours skin
Should I whisper some ice in your ears and then
Send  a chill through your legs and spine
Should you walk your breath through my tongue and flame
And take them to a journey unknown
Should you close them eyes
But uncuffus the covers
As I feed you fire, and I feed me...

WHY DON'T YOU LIKE ME
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September 8, 2017
 

What if we vanish tonight
Beyond the tides and stars
Where the sun blossoms in a soothing sail
Where the moon dances with all the light

What if we vanish tonight
Beyond the love and hate
Where the abstract speak a tale of sorrow
Where the real sing the chords of joy

What if we vanish tonight
Beyond the draped expectations
Where the eyes open for the zenith
Where the heart elevates the verve to heights

DREAMS
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August 28, 2017
Parson, India

Asked me to come in her dreams
Wandered each night in mine
Who am I supposed to meet
When I wander in hers

NATIONAL DOG DAY
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August 24, 2017
New Delhi, India

Slow steps dragged the voice
Limping through  the dark aisle
The way out, was shining gold
The gold, but was out of sight
For the sky revoked to flee the fear
Changed color and burnt in sigh
Cold wind then looked away
The warmth was piqued inside
Summer made him think of pianos
And the merry tales that jingled loud
Out was he with  the carcass world
With the phrase yet spellbound
Mind framed a different set
A different nutshell he found self in
The pianos still played, the leaves still fell
The sky changed its colors just yet.

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DREAMS
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August 23, 2017
New Delhi, India

                     

                     Stars slithered on the scars so smooth
                     I was not able to realise
                     Are they shining or are they burning?

TOTAL ECLIPSE 2017
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August 14, 2017
 

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**Pain demands to be felt**
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Had the tear perceived its trail
Through which he slithered so gallant
Or else why is it , that I have seen the strongest ones cry
Had the agony dressed its detention
The way it swoops inside a naive child
Or else why is it, I have heard the little girl weep?
Had the oblivion ever touched its reach
The way it thunders the state of mind
Or else why is it, I have felt the aching thousand tales?
Had the pain unraveled its contentment
The way it hugs the grave to soothen its soul
Or else why is it, I have laughed every time I was screaming from inside?

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DREAMS
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August 13, 2017
 

Catch the fireflies as they fly, they said
Never did I realise, I crushed their spark.
Don't fear the nights, stay strong they said
Never did I realise, I wasn't worthy of the dark.

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DREAMS
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