Hardik Vaidya

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

Coming Closer - Poem by Hardik Vaidya

The void was first born on the bed.
I then felt it on land scapes.
Over the green coats of hills,
The clouds dance with the mist,
The suns kiss of swollen earth,
The smells of rains fallen fresh on clays rust.
Now I feel the void in my office drives,
During my lunch breaks
During my times I don't exist.
I wonder has your yearning evolved?


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 31, 2013



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