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.

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The Rape Of Mumbai

The rape of Mumbai:

A city of dreams. Dreams of men. Men and only men.
A diva that rocks, a diva that rolls, a diva that regales in men.
Like droves they come, wanting a piece of her, coy to the core she is.
Drives them to their silly deaths, and laughs, you are not the one for me.

That is what I thought when I came to her as a bee.
To ride or to be ridden is a matter of choice, to ride is a better one.

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