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

81. Conniving And Innocent Gujaratis. 3/28/2013
82. Conversations 2/9/2013
83. Cost Of Guilt. 4/5/2016
84. Cost Of War 3/5/2013
85. Count Your Fears 2/24/2013
86. Cowards 8/20/2014
87. Crawling 3/18/2013
88. Creativity / Being Original 2/14/2013
89. Cruelty Or Kindness 2/27/2013
90. Cup Of Tea. 4/10/2013
91. Customer Is Queen Not King 3/7/2013
92. 'Darshan' - An English Poem But No English Word For This. 3/27/2013
93. Dear Doctor 2/13/2013
94. Death 1/21/2013
95. Death Of Nations And Nationality. 3/12/2013
96. Deejal 2/17/2013
97. Definitions 8/29/2014
98. Deletion. 4/5/2016
99. Delhi Rape. 1/20/2013
100. Dementia - Dr N Vachharajani's Bête Noir 3/18/2013
101. Desperate Measures. 2/11/2013
102. Destiny 2/15/2013
103. Did My Grandmother Die On A Women's Day? 3/8/2013
104. Did You Marry Amit? 4/1/2013
105. Digging Truth 3/17/2013
106. Dignity Of A Better Lover A Poem In Bangla - With English Translation 3/8/2013
107. Discounts. 2/15/2013
108. Division 6/24/2014
109. Do Not Ask Me Why. 8/13/2014
110. Do You Have To Be So Cruel? 4/1/2013
111. Don'T Weep For Me 3/2/2013
112. Double Standards 5/2/2013
113. Dream 2/14/2013
114. Dreams And Alibi. 6/28/2014
115. Dronacharya Awards 3/21/2013
116. Drowned And Dry 8/13/2014
117. Earthy Riddle 3/24/2013
118. Eating Crow 2/27/2013
119. Effervescent. 11/28/2013
120. Emptiness. 3/13/2013
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.

Read the full of 1 2 3 4 New Nursery Rhyme

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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