Musings : Life

…and then
there will be those,
who will say
that you
only lived once,

and to them
I say,
that once,
is what
you saw,

amongst
the many
lives I lived,
in all the the ways
that I was,

and maybe
to have lived
once,
the way that
you are,

is far better,
than having lived
a rainbow,
of what
you are not.

© vidursahdev 2018

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Muses and Perspectives

Pic : Self

They seek you,
with their eyes
their tongues
their hands
their plays,

to melt you
access you,
seduce you
even if
for a night,

I see you,
and know
your essence,
even if
from afar,

and my words,
just need
to soak it in,
to shine
like blazing stars.

© vidursahdev 2018

Emptiness and Beyond

Pic : Self

I have
often felt,

an empty hand
has no fears,
an empty stomach
asks no choice,

an empty heart
has no doors,
and empty arms
long to hold,

an empty mind
doesn’t exist,
an empty thought
is still a thought,

an empty house
needs no light,
an empty wall
is wasted space,

an empty glass
awaits to be filled,
an empty garden
seems barren land,

an empty ocean
an empty sky,
beyind imagination
inconceivable thoughts,

as an empty world
devoid of you,
would be an empty page
devoid of me.

© vidursahdev 2018

The Lure of the Flame

Pic :

The flames
often
tease
the fingers,
once
already
burnt
and scarred,

to renew
the experience
of the pain
once felt,
to relive
the danger
that’s worse
than death,

and healed
fingers
slowly
inch closer,
to test
the waters
once again,

for what
is life
but a chance
in hell,
and the hope
that for once
maybe,
the flame
will relent.

The flames
often
tease
the fingers,
once
already
burnt
and scarred,

to renew
the experience
of the pain
once felt,
to relive
the danger
that’s worse
than death,

and healed
fingers
slowly
inch closer,
to test
the waters
once again,

for what
is life
but a chance
in hell,
and the hope
that for once
maybe,
the flame
will relent.

© vidursahdev 2018