l e s s o n s

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fear is no
longer
what i
live within,

time teaches
you
how to
live beyond,

i no longer
fear
who
i am,

it’s for
others
to figure
where they stand.

———–

Vidur
02Dec17

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n o s t a l g i c

Pic : Self

nostalgia
creeps,
like
dew drops
on leaves,

invisibly
at first,
and then
forming
a tear,

this winter’s eve,
me looking down
the street,
still empty
and oh so bare,

memories rush
like a teasing breeze,
through
those now
poor laden leaves,

but there’s still
no sign,
of you
anywhere.

—————-

Vidur
29Nov17

b l o o m

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They said
love was
a bouquet
of flowers.

Some chose,
between
those that
lie in a vase,
the days
they live,
fragrant
and real

Others,
the ones
that last
a lifetime,
bereft of
life
fragrance
and feel.

And I
wondered-
if love really
was just that,
I’d walk you,
daily
to the garden,
where the
real ones
bloom.

———–

Vidur
23Dec16

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