I Do Not Wish. Poem by Hardik Vaidya

I Do Not Wish.



I do not wish.

To read the Bhagavat Geeta again.
What good are your eyes,
Their expanse,
Twinkles peeping forth from them,
Deep dark brown and baffling,
Oceans roar,
As they lay wide,
Upanishads pour,
Through the laden skies,
While the battle I lost,
On sight,
To remain my own,
Despite my own,
Rages for an eternity.

Hardik Mahesh Vaidya.

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Mahuva, Gujarat, India.
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