Hardik Vaidya

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

Crawling - Poem by Hardik Vaidya

Let us crawl to fame, bliss and status.
Slowly, surely, steadily.
Success will crawl to you.
But when she reaches,
The beaches of your inner riches,
Would have eroded,
By frustrated tides,
Of oceans cries,
And the winds mad tries,
To blow past the inertia of your crawl,
And live a moment of their call.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 18, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, March 18, 2013

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