when I am bored
with this world,

I play
my own version
of russian roulette,

load all the blanks
with my worst
memories held,

point the gun
at the
judgemental mind,

pull the trigger
letting them hit it
one by one,

each exploding
with it’s own
particular bang,

but each leaving
the after taste
of a lesson learnt,

and the days
I can consciously count
all six as such,

I end the game
with a victorious

© vidursahdev 2018

Vidur Sahdev

Hi, I write on my blog what comes to mind, and the mind is often as restless as the unpredictable waves.


geetssaini · February 26, 2018 at 9:14 pm

like this…kiss kiss bang bang…

Little Mountain · February 26, 2018 at 9:19 pm

aye, anger doesn’t heal unless its creative, right?

    Vidur Sahdev · February 26, 2018 at 10:12 pm

    I believe so! Anything creative, heals more than just anger.

outrightrohit · February 26, 2018 at 9:31 pm

that’s totally a brilliantly penned piece of work on a nice topic.
the vow and flow of content is superb

Ms. Brady · February 26, 2018 at 9:47 pm

Glad I’m not the only one.

The “back of my mind” gets crowded, and bored. They, too, need an outlet… I suppose. 🙂

    Vidur Sahdev · February 26, 2018 at 10:15 pm

    I am glad I am not alone too!!! And I suppose its only fair to them.

    brianafaebrown · February 27, 2018 at 4:36 am

    Love the original idea AND this comment. Here’s something I wrote that has that same line. I would appreciate any visitors to my Bad Poetry site, too. I’m just getting started! Thanks for the read:

Vibhor · February 27, 2018 at 12:18 pm

I loved it.

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