Poems of Hardik Vaidya
|381.||Tell me why?||2/19/2013|
|382.||Thaamnaa Thaa - I wanted to Reach out||4/20/2014|
|384.||Thank you, Chief Editor Outgoing - Poemhunter.com||3/27/2013|
|386.||The 5th Season||2/19/2013|
|387.||The alpha and the beta.||11/14/2013|
|388.||The Art Of Sleeping||11/25/2013|
|389.||The Bentleys Tires||2/14/2013|
|390.||The biggest secret affair I have ever kept.||3/22/2013|
|392.||The bridge on river Why.||12/15/2013|
|393.||The Color Red||2/22/2013|
|394.||The dead and their ashes.||11/14/2013|
|396.||The eagle is back||3/14/2013|
|398.||The Eternal Need||1/19/2013|
|399.||The Farmers of India||4/24/2013|
|400.||The Final Proposal||3/1/2013|
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.