Hardik Vaidya

Rookie - 431 Points [http://hardikvaidya.blogspot.in] (26 Dec 1969, I won't be dead till you know I am alive. / Mahuva, Gujarat, India.)

Hardik Vaidya Poems

361. The Profession Of Sales. 11/26/2013
362. Vinayvati - The Seed Of My Tolerance. 11/24/2013
363. When. 11/26/2013
364. Charity And Business. 11/26/2013
365. The Bloom. 11/26/2013
366. Effervescent. 11/28/2013
367. Moment. 11/29/2013
368. Fire. 11/30/2013
369. At Play. 11/30/2013
370. That The.... 12/1/2013
371. But Without You. 12/1/2013
372. Relationships. 12/1/2013
373. Some Times. 12/1/2013
374. Grandmoms. 12/1/2013
375. Rickshaw Man. 11/19/2013
376. Interruption. 11/19/2013
377. Arithmetic Of Mumbai 11/21/2013
378. Unknown. 12/3/2013
379. Stopping By The Tea Stop 12/5/2013
380. The Road Is A Spittoon. 12/5/2013
381. Nelson And He Was A Mandela. 12/6/2013
382. To S. 12/7/2013
383. Unconditional. 12/7/2013
384. When I Write. 12/7/2013
385. The Empire. 12/8/2013
386. The Bridge On River Why. 12/15/2013
387. Unnamed Yet Always A Sublime Echo. 12/16/2013
388. I Will Shall Then Not Exist. 12/17/2013
389. Time And Its Tails 1/19/2014
390. And Then It Rains. 4/18/2014
391. Thaamnaa Thaa - I Wanted To Reach Out 4/20/2014
392. Bujhle? - Understood? 4/20/2014
393. The Sea And Its Sand. 6/14/2014
394. Meditation 6/17/2014
395. Stranded In Iraq 6/19/2014
396. Fare Is Never Fair 6/20/2014
397. Schizophrenia 6/24/2014
398. Monsoons 6/26/2014
399. Dreams And Alibi. 6/28/2014
400. New World Terrorists 6/29/2014
Best Poem of Hardik Vaidya

Creativity / Being Original

What is being creative?
Nature creates, we pro create.
What is being original?
The answer is quite simple.
There is only one you.
A permutation of DNA that won't be ever again true.
Therefore only you can be you.
If you dare to be you,
Provided you find your you,
And live your true,
Speak your own,
Make love to what's grown,
Blossom into the tree in your seed,
Does not matter if its a rosé or a creepy weed,
As long as its what it is,
And you are not ashamed of its drip,
You have created a Masterpiece.

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The Rape Of Mumbai

The rape of Mumbai:

A city of dreams. Dreams of men. Men and only men.
A diva that rocks, a diva that rolls, a diva that regales in men.
Like droves they come, wanting a piece of her, coy to the core she is.
Drives them to their silly deaths, and laughs, you are not the one for me.

That is what I thought when I came to her as a bee.
To ride or to be ridden is a matter of choice, to ride is a better one.

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