Poems of Hardik Vaidya
|181.||I Gift You 7 Heavens||5/7/2013|
|182.||I Want To Be A Common Dumb Man||3/16/2013|
|183.||I want to be a cow||2/18/2013|
|184.||I want to be a unknown brook||3/21/2013|
|185.||I want to be a vagabond||3/13/2013|
|186.||I want to count the foot falls on the mall of my mind||4/2/2013|
|187.||I will shall then not exist.||12/17/2013|
|188.||I will no longer be a buyer.||3/28/2013|
|189.||Ichha / Khwaahish / wish - Hindi Poem - english translation.||3/15/2013|
|191.||If I Am Dead||2/22/2013|
|192.||If I Did Not Deserve You||2/20/2013|
|195.||In appreciation of Poet Joshua D Fegley||2/23/2013|
|196.||In appreciation of poetry by Lance Uppercutt||2/15/2013|
|198.||India a players nation.||11/16/2013|
|200.||India Pakistan Bangladesh||2/6/2013|
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.