Hardik Vaidya

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

Portrait - Poem by Hardik Vaidya

I don't wish to write you down,
Ink, the pens nib, scratching of paper,
Memories scurrying and darting across the mind
Down allies which have an eerie feel
Poor lighting, unformed thoughts,
The rattling echoes of doubts
Strange noises of my conscious self
Obnoxious and loud colouring of my ego,
I would rather let you be,
A sweet lullaby.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 15, 2014



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