Hardik Vaidya

Rookie - 314 Points [http://hardikvaidya.blogspot.in] (26 Dec 1969, I won't be dead till you know I am alive. / Mahuva, Gujarat, India.)

Hardik Vaidya Poems

1. $25 For A Comment. 6/14/2014
2. $25 Lure And Memories Past 6/29/2014
3. @ Of Life. 11/14/2013
4. 1 2 3 4 New Nursery Rhyme 3/15/2013
5. 1 Out Of 10 9/11/2014
6. 14 February 2013 - Valentines Day 2/13/2013
7. 15th Of August 2014 - India's Independence Day. 8/15/2014
8. 1736 Borivali Slow 4/8/2013
9. 2014 11/14/2013
10. 2014 The March To Delhi 3/4/2013
11. 22 2/20/2013
12. 64th Republic Day - India. 1/26/2013
13. 6th Season - Change Of Perceptions 3/26/2013
14. 7th Season - Wisdom Of Surrender 3/28/2013
15. A Man Deconstructed. 11/14/2013
16. A Pen's Wish 3/15/2013
17. A Poets Cenotaph. 3/23/2013
18. A Poet's Prize 3/18/2013
19. A Tale To Tell 2/17/2013
20. A Unique Relationship. 11/14/2013
21. Adaption 2/14/2013
22. Air Hostess And Drooling Men 2/8/2013
23. Ajanta And Ellora 3/13/2013
24. Alibi 4/17/2013
25. Aliens 2/28/2013
26. Allow Me. 3/18/2013
27. America 2/1/2013
28. America And China Lets Deal. 3/6/2013
29. America I Have A Question. 4/14/2013
30. America Win 4/16/2013
31. And Only Bird Flu Is A Pandemic. 4/12/2013
32. And Then It Ends 6/16/2014
33. And Then It Rains. 4/18/2014
34. And While You Argue - Malaysian Airline 17. 7/18/2014
35. Aphids In Sikkim 2/19/2013
36. Arithmetic Of Mumbai 11/21/2013
37. Arithmetic To Your Mathematics 2/27/2013
38. Art Of War 3/5/2013
39. As I Am Driven 12/5/2013
40. At Play. 11/30/2013
Best Poem of Hardik Vaidya

1 2 3 4 New Nursery Rhyme

1 2 3 4
Customers always want more.
1 2 3 4
Customers always make your ulcer sore.
1 2 3 4
Customers dislike hearing no.
1 2 3 4
Customers are never ever sure.
5 6 7 8
Customers always pay less.
6 7 8 9
Customer you are darling mine.
7 8 9 10
Please come back, I miss you dame.

Read the full of 1 2 3 4 New Nursery Rhyme

Beheading.

Barbarism is the child of man not woman.
It dies a dogs death every second, when the kind awakens in men.
The pangs of labor are not unknown. They are nightmares, holocausts.
Man before being kind is stupid. To be stupid is manly to be kind is men.
Temples, churches, mosques have been defiled, idols smashed, books burned.
Ideas imprisoned, thoughts buried, minds muffled, voices muzzled.
Heads have been rolled, blood has been let from veins for vain, with mirth.
Free has been the ethic of

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