Hardik Vaidya

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

If I Am Dead - Poem by Hardik Vaidya

What when I am dead?
I will die for sure, that is a assured state.
Does it matter if you are alive or dead?
Why are you so tied up with litany and vulgarity of my words?
When you know and you accept not even to your naked self,
That what I say is true,
But psst who cares, who knows? But me and you?
Trust me for one thing, I am not a slave of destiny.
No man or woman alive can convince me otherwise,
If I cannot have you this life,
I cannot have you and it ends with a full stop.
And before your breasts hand down thanks to newtons apple which fell on his dumb head without a halt.
You may choose to be born a zillion times, I will screw god if he puts me through the game,
I have his secrets, written down,
If he acts funny I will post his nights of orgy,
Free on you tube for all to see,
He will shiver,
Drop his pants,
I am in sales, I know how business is made.
I wish you were in love.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Don't think I am a danger, I will never be, I am a pleader, heed or be ruthless. I don't trade love.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 22, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, February 23, 2013

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