e g o

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there is beauty
in the moment
a bond is broken
invisible catalyst
a gust of wind
snips the umbilical
between a branch
and a leaf
floating down
cradled by the breeze
from the heights
it falls
selfless lived
its duty done
this journey alone
no baggage to carry
no ego to show.
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Vidur
30Nov16

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t h e b o o k

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a story unwritten
in a published book,
the title undescriptive
just reads ‘your life’.
no chapters marked,
the preface left blank,
to be written
in retrospect
like an epitaph.

open a leaf
and by the end
of each day,
invisible words
dipped in emotions,
magically appear.
as the story unfolds
in the random plot,
all genres possible
will be covered,
no proofing, no edits
no hindsight allowed
what is written, is done
refer back to avoid
any future mistakes.

when paths cross
between those
that meet,
some of the written
will be shared,
faith is patience,
no cheats allowed,
for pages beyond
are yet to be inked.

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Vidur
28Nov16

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p h o t o g r a p h

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is it not
just an illusion
the existence
of the past
roles played
goals achieved
relevance expired
in a present
that is different
essences captured
in the recesses
of the mind

some times
holding back
and at others
egging on
to cut threads
of memories
of affections
of people
who may
have been good
but now
are gone

and as
the camera clicks
a moment
of the now
I see your
face shine
smiling to pretend
the sea is calm
holding on secretly
deep within
a long gone past
through the
memories
of a faded
photograph.

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26Nov16

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g a m e s

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Falling often
into social puddles
made muddier
by masked advocates
of the ‘be real’ sermon,
On hindsight
a lesson learnt
the so preached
is just a trap.

Superfluous
is still the norm
fake – is the new
four-letter word,
Honesty, an expletive
and spontaneity
an excuse,
for the proponents
of this masked order
to trick you
into being you,
and once trapped
the collective kick
delivered
for the times
you were real,
is often
credited to
a karmic slap.

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25Nov16

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C o p y r i g h t ©

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on a cloudy stage
rolls out the show
of faces known
and roles redefined

the original cast
and a reinterpreted script
creative ventures
of a rebellious mind

the illusions last
till lightening strikes
an infringement
of destiny’s copyright.

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Vidur
24Nov16

run, angel run

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run,
or you may
get tangled,
in the complexity
of invisible
woven threads,
illogical patterns
inexplicable colours,
inspired by
the moody blues
of the seven seas,
ravines exist
between the
lines written,
but no treasures
ever found,
by them who read
to avoid a fall.

run,
for angels often
fear to tread,
there where
the devil hides
in obscure details,
I am not
the vision
of a blooming tree,
but the ugliness of
the twisted roots,
deep caves
are not
amusement parks,
to fathom the glow
of the flame within,
you need to know
my darkness first.

run, angel run.

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24Nov16

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s u r v i v e

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the quintessential battle
between the heart
and the mind,
who should rule
the soul
that lies within
these confines,
the answers
always grey –
its never easy
to reach
a black or
a white,
but break
another’s trust
and the answer
is seldom
a surprise,
for when the
heart hurts
the two begin
to work
in tandem,
the latter becomes
the armour
and the former
beats harder
to ensure
they both
survive.

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Vidur
23Nov16