Alone sky laid down on the myth
In some deciduous forests

And I will march around your altar grand
Then I’ll be Even death to me will yield

The old lady’s name
If Spain is a state of European continental

Overlapping and destitute,

Beneath the dead leaves for Keats last night
Mirror fallen off
The hint of smoke from a cozy fire

Let the land rejoice, And let the rivers clap their hands

While we forget the end mirror,
This is condensed because I wanted to get this done in time

Flow passes, Voice of candle for Give alms

Still at the blind autumn
Liberty, Let him go on his journey

With my last breath till death apart
The tomb is standing on a square plinth

Existence was not deceived……

©Ujjwal Roy

A thornbush was on fire
The econ pass away,

Last period of dysfunction
Under the title An intellectual Genocide

Outburst, Just one indiscretion
The after earth

The Abounding extent of the Seas
But I resembled

Show the axes,
Conjecture, Despite Isolation

A persistent lack of appeasement……..

©Ujjwal Roy

Forestall, Some are devastated by the slightest criticism

Emptiness wasn’t able to regurgitate
Some leave to escape,

The old vizard were in captivity
Until now for caning

Eventually I’ll be
Small islets serve as resting places for alone and destitute

Alongside the moonlit plains- Being Preoccupied
Last grinned off

Intended for,
Death Is Swallowed‌ up far away….

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©Ujjwal Roy

The warmth of the sun
Which Combating the Kiss of Death

Standpoint, The Man Behind the Miracles
Some leave to escape the poetry

The overshadowing cloud indicated that the fulfillment of this vision
So, Beneath the lake’s shallow

One is struck by the complexity of even the simplest form of life

If this is so
That was a devastating blow
When ray Swallowed Up From the Earth

Death of my consciousness forever…..

©Ujjwal Roy

Some light Amid Darkness
Yet, life span is like a breath
When the flame is extinguished, intention passes of the mirror

Myth become mysterious stage of creation 
Candle for,
Unified cluster’s contain thousands of galaxies

Drop of water
inside caliper ,Stabbed me know if you need anything else

Guidelines expectancy is shadowless,
When the eternal exhibition will crumble

I know, When Silence Gives Consent
occasional flashes off
I thought to myself, ‘That’s something for me !

I have a gesture she does, like this ,
My reflection is lying beside the grave

©Ujjwal Roy

Sometimes puberty go through periods of depression; they feel lonely
The dark illusion is overwhelming for
Is it realistic to yearn !

In utter confusion,
The Scales fall from my surreptitiously

Still, distance is no barrier
Measure of superiority or of inferiority; they are simply differences

When you get the proponent
You’ll get Unfathomable Complexities of Life

These traits are not needed for survival
It should be free of distractions

©Ujjwal Roy

The oozed Scorner mud lay down with balm
When the dark illusion of flotsam

See the disoriented huff off
Quite a lost eclipse,
Shows the burning remains of the demise in shallow water

Death would be like that indebted
I’m left on the empty vacuous of the tombstone
An old traceless in my canyon

Some leave to escape, I will crumble
Desolation, will not be enduring for the next moonlit

last period of dysfunction is lying down,
The light filtering through the leaves in a shady alcove
Moribund womb usually cinaration in this manner also

Loneliness remind me,
a fallen leaf that gets blown around by every mild breeze or a tree that withstands even powerful storm’s

Adieu of exclamation,
The end is not an epic, flaming destruction of the earth

©Ujjwal Roy

Widow of awe – mild-tempered but courageous
let no one put them apart

Extend far beyond the black mirror fallen asleep
Then you’re impatient with dead conversation

One day in poetry
And perhaps one day we’ll be able to tackle !
Some unrevealed

Turn and look, ye! the tombstone of the city
I’ll be

Then we descended from anticipation
Copulation of length ,

Per diem death swallowed up from the earth
Construct a segment ending at this point

Distress is not devoid of warmth and feeling’s
It has been accomplished

©Ujjwal Roy

We are awestruck by the diversity of creation
In some deciduous misconception,

Last night with Macbeth
contrast between truth Flashes up in the Darkness
Hoofing down for

The upturned to spanned the Soaring soot
Inwardly flock of
Reflection passes, resentment passes
She finds out that

If comparisons are inevitable
I’ll let me know
Be carious to us persistently

Relinquish is a unfathomable Complexities of Life

©Ujjwal Roy

After the thunder the heavens made a noise so great and horrible that I thought the last day had come;
So I reined in for a moment, while a shower of hail began to fall without a drop of water. . . .

Death thereby loses its mystery ,
if we look into a mirror from an angle, we might see the image of someone else.

You can visualize the surging waters splitting apart

From the perspective of love…….

©Ujjwal Roy