h i d d e n

Pic : Self

i am
more than
the me
you see,

but paints
i splashed
over
words written,

visuals
to distract
ignorant eyes
from the essence,

truth hidden
on a painter’s canvas
waiting
to be deciphered,

colours
naturally attract
the passing
eye,

the visible surface
seen by all
but beneath
the layers,

read by none.

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Vidur
17Dec17

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q u e s t i o n s

Pic : Self

the whys and hows
of life
i tend to tease a lot,

some get answered
floored
by my coaxing calls,

some play to the plan
answering
as life pans out,

some tease back
inspite of
the ripened time,

some i let go of
knowing my own
limited time.

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Vidur
10Dec17

p e n n i e s

Pic : Internet

put all your pennies
in your pocket,

and count them often
to know they’ve grown,

walk the happy step
with head held high,

and hear the jingle
of their clinking song,

enjoy the feeling
of this cold comfort,

for they define you
in the world you live,

and when your steps
are close to their end,

you’ll know which songs
really mattered the most.

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Vidur
07Dec17

masks/nakaab – bilingual

n a k a a b     (hindi)

chehron pe ‘dost’ ka khitab
lagaye milte hain sab,

neeyat ko nakaab
se chupai baithein hai sab,

karoon kis kis ka yakeen
ai mere khuda,

kis nazar mein dil hai
aur kis mein khanjar,

tu hi bata, mujhe kya pata.

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m a s k s    (english)

everyone i see
calls himself
a ‘friend’,

with intentions
hidden
behind masks,

whom to believe
and whom
to discard,

which eyes
hold affection
and which a dagger,

tell me how
to tell the difference
oh my, dear god.

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Vidur
05Dec17