Hardik Vaidya

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

Dream - Poem by Hardik Vaidya

The train breezed in slow,
I fell tumbled and rolled,
The platform turned green,
I looked up it was brimming with sheen,
Three grizzly's could see,
One little fella took a liking for me,
Came slowly at first, then dashed like a bee,
Before I knew what happened, my lazy lard was free,
He turned into a chipmunk, was pretty as she could be,
Standing in front, was singing silently,
I never spoke, never thought, never wrote poetry,
Must have turned and and tossed then
And lost my childhood visiting me.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Dreamt like a child after a long time.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 14, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, February 15, 2013


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