Aryaa Upadhyay
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Days of our lives.
- Freely Floating FrustrationsFreely Floating FrustrationsAryaa Upadhyay · 1 min read · 616 readsSometimes when I open my eyes And there’s something akin to failure caught between my fingers, I am in a different world than yours. A world where I’m nothing and everything, Enveloped in this all encompassing disappointment That seems thicker than the blood in my veins. Three summers passed with the same mistakes Too many sunsets where gold turned to ink; Time flew by with dreams that never existed to begin with. There is no greater pain than waAbstract
- HypnosHypnosAryaa Upadhyay · 1 min read · 592 readsThe night is his mother, the darkness is his father; Sleep is the brethren of death. The twins, in all glory can tear away consciousness, Gentle Hypnos in his cave, drawing a slow breath. In his fist Hypnos holds the reigns to memory and free will, The hours in his universe give way to the dust of burial. When the gold skies begin to cast a shadow We begin anew in the folds of our mortal material.Fantasy