Hardik Vaidya

Rookie - 314 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

241. Meditation 6/17/2014
242. Memories. 11/14/2013
243. Mendeleevz Periodic Table 2/21/2013
244. Mid Day. 11/14/2013
245. Minority Report. 6/30/2014
246. Misfit 2/15/2013
247. Mobile 2/12/2013
248. Molasses Of Our Minds 3/18/2013
249. Moment. 11/29/2013
250. Monsoons 6/26/2014
251. More Or Less 2/18/2013
252. Mouna Vrata - The Vow Of Silence. 8/29/2014
253. Mumbai Meri Jaan 3/20/2013
254. Mumbai My Love 2/12/2013
255. Mumbai. 11/17/2013
256. Mumbaikar - The Mumbai Denizen. 11/14/2013
257. Mumbai's National Park 2/26/2013
258. Mushroom 2/3/2013
259. Muslim Material 2/13/2013
260. My Blackberry Beeps 2/18/2013
261. My Heritage 2/22/2013
262. My House 2/18/2013
263. My Kind Of Love. 3/20/2013
264. My Plea To The Powerful In A Democracy.I Am Begging For Your Mercy. 3/10/2013
265. My School - Julien Day School 35 E, Elgin Road, Calcutta. 2/11/2013
266. Mystery 2/14/2013
267. Nataraj 2/4/2013
268. Nature 2/4/2013
269. Nature Is Fair 2/22/2013
270. Neat And Imprisoned. 3/15/2013
271. Nelson And He Was A Mandela. 12/6/2013
272. New World Terrorists 6/29/2014
273. Nirguna - One Without Traits 3/17/2013
274. Non Conducting Minds 2/22/2013
275. Nota. 11/14/2013
276. Obituary - Robin Wiliams 8/13/2014
277. Observations Of Young Doves 2/16/2013
278. Odd Ones Out 2/8/2013
279. Ode To My Desert. 2/16/2013
280. Ode To The Mumbai Cop 3/23/2013
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.
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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.

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Love

What is love?
Does it have mass? Is it a reagent or a catalyst?
Is it a reaction? If so, exothermic or endothermic?
Does love weigh same on moon?
Is it an electrical circuit a neurone firing away? Or misfiring?
Is it a question in the first place?
My heart tells me it's a fools stop.

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