The Work Of Your Life. Poem by Hardik Vaidya

The Work Of Your Life.



I do not wish to be an alphabet on the work of your life.
A well placed pause would suffice.
I do not wish to be a chapter on the work of your life.
A misspelled verb would suffice.
I do not wish to be the epilogue on the work of your life.
Being the last lonely word at the final sentence would suffice.

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Hardik Vaidya

Hardik Vaidya

Mahuva, Gujarat, India.
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