Hardik Vaidya

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

She Is Mine - Poem by Hardik Vaidya

From the Himalayan foot hills,
As fresh as the violet orchids.
A Colonels daughter, a mothers water.
A sisters laughter, my life's only master.
A Monalisa who smiles only at me,
A starry night whose stars shine only on me,
A nude delight, whose nudity shines but only on mine eyes,
Will your miserly sight, ever be so benign?
To free her from her vestments?
Such that she can be my sole investment,
And I can hold her for ever more,
And you can for once be not burning in your desire for her more!


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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 1, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, March 1, 2013


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