petty thieves

Pic: Self

my eyes
often tell,
deeply felt
timeless
stories,
drop
by drop,
in honest
translucent
ink,

they
sometimes
are,
a reflection
of yours,
and the stories
they tell,
are so often
just stolen
from yours.

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Vidur
24Jun17

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r e b e l l i o n

when you have
nothing to write,
but so much
to say to another,

the white seems
so redundant,
and the pen
a spent force,

the two ears i trained to listen,
now rebelling
in this solitudinal silence,
against that very dictum,

the silly scheming tongue
out of spite,
and a lot of
gathered idle boredom,

egging them
to a reckless challenge,
to either stop
this bondage of sorts,

or to push to find
a couple more,
that are willing
to as patiently hear.

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Vidur
23Jun17

c r a c k e d

seep in through
the cracks slowly,

just enough
to fill the gaps,

like streaks of lightning
mark your presence,

in these voids
which were absent once,

broken is redundant
the world has taught,

the damaged can always
still be repaired,

the form remains
complete in shadows,

its sunlight
which bares the painful cracks,

the paradox
of what is complete,
and who completes who,

is beyond the comprehension
of a simple heart,

so seep in through
these cracks slowly,

just enough
to bridge the gaps.

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Vidur
19Jun17