m i s t

The clock does not
turn back it’s hands
the best have often
tried and failed,

The winds tickling
the leaves to dance
too disappear onward
without a trace,

The sun and moon
the only tricksters at large
pretending what passes
can always return,

Me, was just a mist
touched by all the above
could neither fight the clock
nor the fleeting breeze,

And pretence was
a sacred mantle
only reserved for those two
celestial visual treats.

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Vidur
23Mar17

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Author: vidur sahdev

Living life...as it comes!

17 thoughts on “m i s t”

  1. “The sun and moon the only tricksters at large pretending what passes can always return”… The more I read the more I’m captivated by your thought process!

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      1. No thank you… I read a lot but sometimes… I find something that is like a hidden gem…moves the soul… That i know I will refer back to… Your work is amazing…

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