Hardik Vaidya Poems

I am walking on a road, crowded, overflowing to its brim.
I am reminded of Samuel Coleridge,
People people everywhere and not a soul to kiss.
I am reminded of Alfred Lord Tennyson
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She jaywalked,
Full steaming traffic.
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A feeling,
Emotional intelligence.
I never had it,
Personally I abhor it.
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As I am driven:

My shoes carry the dirt,
Of a million steps,
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What is integrity.

Your decided humiliation of my penury,
Or my dogged resistance against your infamy.
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It does not always end,
Honestly it never ends.
The heat of who is righteous,
Fire of who has been magnanimous,
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Boys will be boys.
Or shall they be,
Which one is correct.
Will shall.
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Your not having paid attention in class
Could cost humanity greviously
Was never contemplated by the brightest peers
And that your straying during basic arithmetic lessons,
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2014.

Have patience.
Do not jump my gun.
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The trilogy.

Episode one.
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