6th Season - Change Of Perceptions - Poem by Hardik Vaidya
After a long time,
Feels like a millennia,
Before Homo Erectus was erect,
I am not driving,
Taking a cab,
A Fiat Premier Padmini,
I am amazed at the man on the steering wheel,
His engine has lost him,
The transmission, failed him,
The brakes, they do everything but brake,
He still manages to drive safe.
And look at me,
A Brand new car,
Not anybody's gift,
The first I bought, the girl I love the most,
Sassy, hot, brilliant, effulgent in her diesels roar,
And still every day,
After parking her in my Fathers parking bay,
Between two stupid concrete pillars,
I curse myself,
Why the hell wasn't rich enough?
To by a land rover or an Endavor, Everest, or perhaps
A Porsche, pink, two seater,
The person beside me,
Your fantasies hooter.
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