Hardik Vaidya Poems

I have been feelin naughty,
And my left brain has that's smirk, I love so much.
It is possible to fix a parabolic mirror
To reflect the dove who won't leave the space between my air conditioner.
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Love is not a disease.
On the shores of your eyes,
One does feel the urge to dive in to its depths.
Just as one does feel the call standing on an oceans shore,
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The third world policeman,
Wear up your boots,
Shining and bright,
It's time to come out of your closet,
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Safety is love.
Three riders actually 3 and a half,
On a two wheeler, the day of Holi.
Mom eyes filled with with the love blooming in her womb,
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We stand on our two feet, before that we crawl.
There is no motivation to stand,
Apart from mom and dad's call.
From the day we stand we have stood.
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I sit under a pipal Tree.
As the wind rustles its symphony.
The applause gently sways down,
Crisp fulfilled, as new as your youth in bloom,
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Guldast'e me ek phool nanhaa chotaa saa,
Bade goshon'n Kee bheed me khoyaa sa.
Meree alhaad khamoshee Kee bezubaan shaayaree hai.
Tumharaa bolnaa, cheheknaa, killoremarnaa,
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The void was first born on the bed.
I then felt it on land scapes.
Over the green coats of hills,
The clouds dance with the mist,
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Let me write with my blood on your soft bosom,
Not out of a macabre sense of chivalry,
Neither out of a defeated sense of doom.
But from a sense of being useful, in time.
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Aaj shotee tor debee,
Kothaa, bolte ichhe, korchew,
Manaa Karishnaa Jano, tor, gorbher aameem chele.
Moldol oyee murkhoteer naam mone aache?
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