Hardik Vaidya

Rookie - 314 Points (26 Dec 1969, I won't be dead till you know I am alive. / Mahuva, Gujarat, India.)

Australia - Poem by Hardik Vaidya

Somewhere in Australia,
Is a princess born, she writes from the dawn of human morn.
If I were blessed with a daughter, she would be her age
Living in a rage, flowing in freedom, as a woman finding her gaze.
Let the Yara burst its banks, flow from her the thoughts of fresh maize,
Corn, coal, all the hidden golds bursting out Australia's jewel.
Why Australia? Why not India? Why not the States?
Young people are born to roam and invade forgotten space.
Open your mind, push your soul, escape velocity is your goal.
Tell the world Australia is you, just not a hopping Kangaroo.
May god bless you, may he bless your pen,
May you write till the eternal ends.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

A princess from down under, old enough to be my daughter, held my hand, and made me grand. In appreciation of Titi Dales the young poetess from Australia. You may read her works on www.poemhunter.com always encourage the young, does not matter from where they sprung, the soil is ours, let the tounge be theirs, let not the spent rods of plutonium come in their way.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, February 9, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, February 9, 2013


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