Toxic

You
should’ve run
when
i told you to,

for i am toxic
in ways
you don’t
even know,

i am the dark
and light
of all colours
human,

i don’t care
for your heart
but i can
pierce your soul,

i am
a master of stealth
and a seeker
of depth,

and once
i enter
only deeper
i know to go,

you’ll try
to weed me out
but helplessly fail
each time,

your prescriptions
of no avail
and those therapies
too stale,

for i won’t
play your heart
but in your soul
that i’ll thrive,

shrug me off
as much
but once there
i won’t come off,

i’ll spread
like a ruthless wildfire
but without
any shame,

like evergreen ivy
growing uninvited
in every crack
deep or dark,

i can exist
beyond my own existence
and make
my home in yours,

you should’ve run
when i told you to
but i guess
that time is gone,

so come closer
my dear
with one kiss
let me in,

the toxin seeks you,
and for you
there really isn’t
any other way out.

© vidursahdev 2019

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The Wind and the Cloud

Pic : Self

i like all things
which happily
call themselves
temporary,

and in all the lies
of utopian
permanace
sought in the world,

i still seek you
your presence
your essence
with all my truth,

and eventhough
you often
innocently, protectively
though honestly,

claim to be
nothing more
than a passing
vagabond cloud,

you miss
seeing me
as that invisible
winged wind,

which always
flies with you
inspite of its own
deemed impermanence.

© vidursahdev 2019

The Duel

You see me,
knife in hand
approaching
slowly,
like a menancing
predator
aiming
for your heart,

you know me
and so
you know,
the danger
is real
for i won’t stop
till i get
what i really want,

you could run
but
you don’t,
for you know
between us,
neither
is predator
nor foe,

and i smile
as you too,
slowly
pull out
your own,
shiny
retaliatory knife,

it’s fun,
when you know
your adversary
so well,
and whose heart
falls victim first,
only time
can tell.

© vidursahdev 2019

Moon tales

Pic : Self

i hide behind
cloudy skies,

looking at
the earth,

for that’s
my home,

judge me
for my narrow sight,

which may
stem forever,

from a
borrowed light,

but who else
do i really have,

to rightfully call
my very own.

© vidursahdev 2019

Caffeine

I am
caffeine,

sip
me slowly,

I’ll satisfy
the tongue,

as much
as that deep craving,

in your
wanting veins,

Your morning
kick,

with an aroma
to match,

and once
you know me,

you’ll seek
my presence,

and I
your warm lips,

Satiation
is easy,

but i give
more than that,

love me
or detest me,

I couldn’t
care less,

Bereft
of emotions,

I survive
as an addiction,

beyond
your lust,

for pleasure
or pain,

I am
caffeine,

sip me
slowly,

deep into your
blood,

you know
you want me,

and i know
how to,

equally
reciprocate,

Love me
or detest me,

but your need
remaims my fame.

© vidursahdev 2019

Another Rainy Day

Pic : Self

The mistiness
in the air,
just after
fresh rain,

with the earth
somewhat
satiated,
yet longing
for more,

the clouds
still recovering,
wondering
if more
they could give,

triggering memories
of the little dew drops,
that would slowly,
form on
your skin.

© vidursahdev 2019

Red Red Wine

Pic : Self

i hand you
a tissue,
and in that
moment
of clumsy
confusion,
it seems
the best
i can do,

and
as you
combatively
attack,
the lethal
red wine
drops,
on the battlefield
of your
precious
white top,

i sheepishly
wonder,
if
the spontaneous
adolescent
kiss,
could have
maybe
waited,

till that
sultry
bordeaux
had drowned,
beyond
the inviting
precincts
of your
mouth.

© vidursahdev 2019