Hardik Vaidya Poems
|521.||While A Passenger||11/20/2013|
|522.||Who Am I? Amee Ke? Mai Koun Whoon?||2/21/2013|
|523.||Who Said? Ke Bollow?||2/19/2013|
|525.||Why Aliens Don'T Contact Us||3/5/2013|
|526.||Why Autumn Comes.||3/4/2013|
|527.||Why Does It Rain?||8/30/2014|
|528.||Why? Why Do I Need Permissions?||3/12/2013|
|532.||Writing A Poem||2/14/2013|
|533.||Yam Deva Naa Nagaa Pagalaan - The Naked Foot Prints Of The God Of Death||9/26/2014|
|534.||You Can Run You Cannot Hide||2/16/2013|
|535.||You Have Arrived.||1/19/2013|
|536.||You Read I Read We Both Die||2/25/2013|
|541.||Your Successful Sale.||2/21/2013|
Ram Navami - Birthday Of Lord Ram
He (oh) Ram, He (oh) Ram, He (oh) Ram.
Son of three mothers.
Kaushalya, Sumitra, Kaykayi.
Son of King Dashratha.
Born after years of drought.
Despite three wives
The Yuga was on the fall
The wane of moon was on.
Yagna was done.
Solid paradox was sublimated.
The Lord conceded.
Prasada was given.
The wives shared it even.
The king did not partake
Though he was the only common fate.
The Lord Ram was born.
So were Bharata, Laxman and Shatrughna.
Ahead of his time,
A gentleman, and a creative mind.
Hence he was ...
What is love?
Does it have mass? Is it a reagent or a catalyst?
Is it a reaction? If so, exothermic or endothermic?
Does love weigh same on moon?
Is it an electrical circuit a neurone firing away? Or misfiring?
Is it a question in the first place?
My heart tells me it's a fools stop.