Synchronicity

Pic : Self

moments
lived,

are lives
lived,

each one
worth,

more than words
can tell,

synchronicities
of fate,

are nothing
more,

than risked
chances,

you and i
take.

© vidursahdev 2018

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Toxic

Pic : Self

distance me
from
yourself,

for i am
toxic
to inhale,

i can enter
your parts
unseen,

and make
my home
therein,

for
i am not
like air,

that
you are
designed,

to breathe
in
and then,

conveniently
exhale
out,

for once in
i tend
to stay put,

and in
a world
that seeks,

a
constant
change,

i am that
outdated
toxin,

that lives
without
an expiry,

but the one
you’d rather
keep out.

© vidursahdev 2018

Castles in the Air

Pic : Self

Castles
in the air,

a prerogative
i own,

some
to pass time,

for every
creative process,

needs
to be honed,

some
as a plan,

to someday
actualize,

into an
existence,

of a reality
i can own.

Castles in
the air,

are not
easy to make,

you have
to know,

how to
detatch,

from a
reality,

that holds
you down,

and they
may often,

seem
as useless,

floating
shapeless clouds.

Castles
in the air,

the freedom
of the mind,

to reach
out,

and
be one,

with
the sky,

but when
they do rain,

forests of
green,

are known
to sprout,

on parched
arid grounds.

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Drowned

Pic : Self

Drowned
in
the sea,

now I seek
no
shore,

no footsteps
on the
sand,

to mark
a
presence,

of an
existence,
that really,

was of
relevance
no more.

The depths
are now
mine,

and on the
surface
I roll,

I hold
the
sunset,

and I
flirt
with the moon,

a drop
of
water,

now
an ocean
am I.

Come
look
for me,

on
any
shore,

I’ll steal
the
sand,

beneath
your
feet,

and
engulf
you like,

I couldn’t
have
before.

© vidursahdev 2018

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