Biography of Vidula Randunu
I Began writing after a few bad experiences and I couldn't stop writing. Hoping to get better as life goes on..
Vidula Randunu Poems
Life's a beach
At times the tides are high, at times the tides are low, but the waves are most certain, they never stop reaching the shore.
Felo de se
The devils clutch, braced tight around my throat, the sealing knot, of this thread of woven misery.
try as hard as I may, I cannot seem to recall. You seem so familiar, although, of you I know nothing at all.
Tear for a fear
I press my pen against the paper, writing down my muse, through ink. These words i treasure, i value, are for you my love, so listen.
The wind, The sun and The rain.
what would an autumn rain be like? without the rattling beads of cold, dropping down noisily. falling in perfect harmony.
Burn me with fire and it is not i who shall be hurt, for i am full of pain already. Push me away and it is i not i who shall be pushed, as i am pushed the furthest away already.
thus ends the cold winter, thus begins the sunny spring. as the cold ice melts away, as the rough rocks appear,
who is she to me, but a dropp of rain in a dessert? soothing my burning sand. but a ray of light in the darkness,
The sun shines, but the light freezes my skin. The rain falls, but the raindrops burns through. The birds outside, why aren't they singing? The flowers bloom..but where are the bee's? ?
once a moment ago thinking of putting my thoughts into words and a thought comes to me, of a moment, thousand moments past.
I am but a frog, creaking in a bog, echoing its hollow tones, having my ghosts dance,
The sun shines, but the light freezes my skin.
The rain falls, but the raindrops burns through.
The birds outside, why aren't they singing?
The flowers bloom..but where are the bee's? ?
Why do these lies sound so truthful?
Why do the cherubs look so devilish?
Why does darkness prevail for me in a world so bright?
It's light outside, but why can't i see?