Hardik Vaidya [http://hardikvaidya.blogspot.in] (26 Dec 1969, yet to kick the bucket. / Mahuva, Gujarat, India.)
Poems of Hardik Vaidya
|61.||Calcutta - My Love||2/4/2013|
|62.||Can You Not Be Like The Dove On My Bedroom Ledge?||2/22/2013|
|63.||Cardboard Days with no Nights||3/8/2013|
|64.||Charity and Business.||11/26/2013|
|65.||Children's Crossing in Mumbai||2/11/2013|
|71.||Conniving and innocent Gujaratis.||3/28/2013|
|73.||Cost of War||3/5/2013|
|74.||Count Your Fears||2/24/2013|
|76.||Creativity / Being Original||2/14/2013|
|77.||Cruelty or Kindness||2/27/2013|
|78.||Cup of Tea.||4/10/2013|
|79.||Customer is Queen Not King||3/7/2013|
|80.||'Darshan' - An English poem but no english word for this.||3/27/2013|
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.