Hardik Vaidya Poems

Why should I compete with my self?
Way to go, Cmon, Atta boy,
Why should I throw punches in air?
Fighting my shadow.
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How much for a poem Sir?
Just out, written fresh
A cent in the name of God,
Two in the name of Allah,
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I carry a huge burden.
Not of love, or labor.
To keep the audacity in poetry alive.
To keep the French Revolution Alive.
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After a long time,
Feels like a millennia,
Before Homo Erectus was erect,
I am not driving,
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I hate being a forced catholic,
Despite being a free Hindu.
Forced by my own,
Mother, father, wife and the other.
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Indlish is like that.
Take care, management is irresponsible.
On your passing, Congrates.
No Snogging.
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unning but misunderstood Gujaratis. Some issue on the web no poem window Part 1

We are branded to be shameless.
Not because we nameless.
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I will no longer be a buyer.
Of flowers.
Not on any occasion.
They have outlived me.
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When one is finally spent.
Trying to crack a nut that would not lent.
To reveal ones own true self.
One surrenders.
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That moon light evening,
The rosé of your face,
The scent of your soul,
The valley of your flowers,
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