a toast to you

i write emotions
as they
fall from
the heart,

but in awe
i remain
of you
who do the same,
with so much
more eloquence
in their
words,

the art
of poetry
does stem from
the heart,
but the colours
in your pallete
i so
do adore,

and to you
my friends
i raise
my glass.

————-

Vidur
12Nov17

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cuppa tea

Pic: Pinterest (edited)

you and i
too
were strangers
once,

strange how
separates meet
from different
worlds,

mix
in a pot
to blend
as one,

nothing
in common
but a
common cause,

invisible identities
to the
visions
of a third,

but creating
a fusion
that makes
a soulful cup.

——————

Vidur
23Oct17

l i g h t s

Pic : Stolen from a friend!

it still is
a wonderful
memory,
that i
hold dear,
somewhere
in the counting
of my blessings,
and know
that i
always will,

when the sun
had set,
and the lights
of the world,
one by one
were
switched off,
to my
desperately
searching
eyes,

the nights
when even
the moon
and stars,
chose
to hide
behind,
the unexpectedly
biased
clouds,

a match
you struck,
a flame
you lit,
a lamp
of light,
a hand –
which held
no prejudice
within,

and i learnt
the meaning,
the value
of friendship,
and that
it alone,
on its own,
can rise
beyond,
any defined
limits.

————–

Vidur
16Aug17

f r i e n d s

lion-shadow2.jpg
Pic: Google

 

‘Friends’,

I have seen them often,
harmless as puppies,

loyal and faithful
as definitions go,

poke them once
hurt them twice,

even more
and they’ll still ignore,

but knife them
in the heart,

they’ll silently turn
and just walk away,

no complaints aired
or grudges held,

but as they go
from a friendship that was,

your eyes will see
their silhouette grow,

don’t commit the folly
of a one last stab,

on the turned back
you already scarred enough,

for the puppy’s gone
and you really don’t know,

how to face a lion
who is no longer a friend.

—————————

Vidur
03May17

 

m e e t i n g s

Pic: Self

you look at me
with questioning
eyes,

as i follow you
through the thick
and thin,

you seem as bewildered
by my unwelcomed
peristence,

as i am
by your mere
presence,

we are both creatures
of different
circumstances,

yet in the now
we share
this common space,

the differences melt
as curious eyes
stare into each other,

i hold this moment
for as long
as i can,

maybe familiarity breeds
a friendship
of sorts,

and when we meet next
we’ll see each other
beyond our forms.

—————————–

Vidur
02May17

s n a k e s


venomous
or not
you slimy
thing,

your
fangs sharpened
by a forked
toungue,

a reptile
born wild
they say to
trust not,

but I’ve
seen
worse
exist,

amongst
the ones
who proclaim
immunity,

that dig
their fangs
to poison
their own,

some
upfront
in their
cowardly attack,

some
even worse
on a turned
friend’s back.

———————

Vidur
15Apr17