Hardik Vaidya

Rookie - 431 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

361. Shivaratri - Jai Bhole Naath, Jai Shiva Shambu. 3/9/2013
362. Shorshe / Mustard 2/9/2013
363. Shubho Poila - Blessed First Day 4/15/2013
364. Shudhu Ektee Chooan / Just One Touch - Bangla Poem With English Translation. 3/23/2013
365. Sine Curve 8/20/2014
366. Single Minded Snakes. 11/14/2013
367. Sins Can Also Be A Virtue. 3/26/2013
368. Sold Out. 3/15/2013
369. Some Times. 12/1/2013
370. Sometime 1/29/2013
371. Sonic Boom 4/13/2013
372. Soptomi The Auspiscious 7th. 2/25/2013
373. Spring 1/20/2013
374. Spring Paradox 3/1/2013
375. Squeaking Wheel Gets The Oil 2/17/2013
376. Standing For 3/30/2013
377. Stick No Bills 2/18/2013
378. Stop Lying 3/2/2013
379. Stopping By The Tea Stop 12/5/2013
380. Stranded In Iraq 6/19/2014
381. Strange Void After A Long Monsoon. 3/7/2013
382. Subterranean 4/8/2013
383. Sunburns On The Kalahari 3/27/2013
384. Sunday Morning 1/19/2013
385. Supriya 2/9/2013
386. Survival Of Youth 2/12/2013
387. Swami And Narayana 11/17/2013
388. Sweet And Strange Dream 2/26/2013
389. T Manecklal 2/20/2013
390. Takshashila - Hindi Poem With English Translation 3/14/2013
391. Taliban And France 4/5/2016
392. Tare - Stars 8/15/2014
393. Tell Me The Truth And Now. 2/21/2013
394. Tell Me Why? 2/19/2013
395. Thaamnaa Thaa - I Wanted To Reach Out 4/20/2014
396. Thank You 2/16/2013
397. Thank You, Chief Editor Outgoing - Poemhunter.Com 3/27/2013
398. That The.... 12/1/2013
399. The 5th Season 2/19/2013
400. The Alpha And The Beta. 11/14/2013
Best Poem of Hardik Vaidya

1 2 3 4 New Nursery Rhyme

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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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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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