Some Shores

Pic : Self

past the deserts
and the dry
arid lands,

i reach
that shore,
from where
you begin,
and are without
any end,

the blistered
feet,
and the now
drained soul,
your waters
so tempt,

for a permanent
redemption,
or a
short-lived,
temporary
cure,

questions
only
get answered,
when they are
put to the
test,

so i step in
into your arms,
with the belief
that it is time,
for the answers
to be told.

© vidursahdev 2018

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Dualities

Pic : Self

There is
a thin line
between,
when
i am myself,
and when
i am not,

though
neither
ever
seems,
a stranger
to my
mind,

like a sponge
that can
carry
weight,
when fully
soaked
in water,

but remains
just
a sponge,
even
when the
last drop,
has dried off.

© vidursahdev 2018

Ego

Pic : Self

the ego
is an,

enigmatic
power,

that disrupts
the working,

of a balanced
mind,

habits die
hard,

even when
they are,

far from
self serving,

the simplest
task,

turned into
a battle,

for which
i now,

refuse to
fight,

no more
breaths now,

to waste
this way,

so I let
you win,

and fulfill
your bubble,

by simply
walking away.

© vidursahdev 2018

Destiny

Pic : Self

I didn’t need her
in my life,
till the day
i felt,
she had cheated
on me,

so i shamelessly
called out,
seeking her
at every turn,
and
at every fall,

till she
showed up,
like a
moving shadow,
but always
few steps ahead,

and i
chased her
relentlessly,
with endless
questions
in my head,

and i covered
a long distance,
without any
conscious,
cognitive
process,

till she stopped
suddenly,
turned around
and showed,
her all knowing
smiling face,

my anger melted,
and my questions
disappeared,
with the gentleness
of the words
that she said,

“you were lost
chasing a dream,
where you infact
had begun
to lose
yourself,

the twists, the turns
and the bruises
from the falls,
were all
needed by you
to regain your self,

where
you stand now,
is where
you really
ever needed
to be,

the path ahead
is uncharted still,
but to be walked
by you,
as yourself
and as you please,

i take leave from you
in the here
and the now,
for that is all
that destiny
was meant to be”.

© vidursahdev 2018

Contemplations

Pic : Self

They don’t see you
all the time,

yet, you stand waiting…
for the wind
to turn around,

they don’t hear you
all the time,

yet, you go on saying…
hoping the wind
will carry it through,

We all do what we do
with an innate sense
of what we seek,

and maybe sometimes
its for our own
larger good,

that the winds
choose to ignore
the assistance sought,

for maybe sometimes
its not them
that need to change,

but us
that need
to change our course.

© vidursahdev 2018