Hardik Vaidya Poems

Do not spit.
Stubborn Illiteracy and men, a powerful cocktail,
Stairwell is a spittoon of spiritual celibacy.
Ganesha, Krishna, Shiva, Sai Baba, Parvati, Lakshmi.
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An old pipal tree, stands by the old sea port.
Leaves are all yellow, the bark wrinkled and cold.
It is no winter, warm and sunny,
It has lost its time, with it, thirst for honey.
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If you choose to be in love,
Be shameless
Be nude
Be rude
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Mumbai,
I know you hate.
Me.
I do not confirm,
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Let me color you all,
With the spectrum infinite,
Our eyes did not evolve to see.
Beyond the VIBGYOR
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How does it feel after polluting the world?
Hello! I am polluting the planet just as you,
Therefore I feel like your brother long lost.
No dude, be kool, wasn't referring to the Carbon,
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On your 74th run.

I look back, in awe.
Then a chill runs down my spine.
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Letters
Ambassadors of human spirit
Souls sublime of free hearts
Electricity of minds
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Through the twirls of my minds whorls,
I saw the sun bouncing off your shiny curls.
Unlocking the dungeons in the attics deep below
Things Had not thrown off long before.
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No I refuse to bow down to the dictum of your determined
Yet undermining self discomposure.
Killing away the you and withering into oblivion.
I shall not bend my knees seeking mercy from The Lord,
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