Hardik Vaidya

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

Shadows - Poem by Hardik Vaidya

The ballard boulevard
Its spring and the month of march.
Lined by grand old trees is the promenade.
The golden eye, with green leaves, and brown bark,
Draws her nude wild, grey, in shades dark
The painting is in motion, capturing every emotion
As she and the eye move in consummation.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 5, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 5, 2013

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