Hardik Vaidya

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

Your Successful Sale. - Poem by Hardik Vaidya

Therefore the flowers chose to bloom.
And because of it the sun chose to shine.
It were the reason moon took to silver.
Okay, that is why the rains feel so wet and whisper.
But natural because of it, the seasons change.
How stupid to not realise, it is because of your,
Lustful eyes,
The sparkle they give,
To the shine of mine,
The crescent of your bosoms moon,
When shines on my bloom,
The reason for everything comes alive,
The meaning of existence is given life.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 21, 2013

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