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

161. She Is Mine 3/1/2013
162. Spring Paradox 3/1/2013
163. Time To Part 3/2/2013
164. Sand And Diamonds 3/2/2013
165. Wagah Border 3/2/2013
166. Don'T Weep For Me 3/2/2013
167. Two Unclaimed Sarees. 3/2/2013
168. To My Moslem Brothers 2/23/2013
169. Can You Not Be Like The Dove On My Bedroom Ledge? 2/22/2013
170. Non Conducting Minds 2/22/2013
171. If I Am Dead 2/22/2013
172. Unrequired Clarification. 2/21/2013
173. Poem By My Wife - Manisha Chhaya 2/22/2013
174. Nature Is Fair 2/22/2013
175. The Only Eagle 2/23/2013
176. God And Men Every Body's Same Under Law 2/23/2013
177. To Hell With Him, To Be With You. 2/24/2013
178. Passing Of Days 2/24/2013
179. Gm The Local Legal Hooch 3/2/2013
180. The Long And Short Of It 3/3/2013
181. Why Autumn Comes. 3/4/2013
182. Why Aliens Don'T Contact Us 3/5/2013
183. The Global Crash Of Religions 3/5/2013
184. The Red Buses In Mumbai 3/5/2013
185. Good Morning To Me 3/5/2013
186. Building Castles Of Poems 3/5/2013
187. Cost Of War 3/5/2013
188. Art Of War 3/5/2013
189. The Poemhunter Rating Scale 3/6/2013
190. It's Just A Corner Away 3/6/2013
191. Root Of Power 3/4/2013
192. India's Horse Race 3/5/2013
193. The Light Of India 3/5/2013
194. Shadows 3/5/2013
195. America And China Lets Deal. 3/6/2013
196. Waiting 3/7/2013
197. The Life Of A Sales Professional 3/7/2013
198. The Mite. 3/7/2013
199. Strange Void After A Long Monsoon. 3/7/2013
200. Western Tourists 3/7/2013
Best Poem of Hardik Vaidya

1 2 3 4 New Nursery Rhyme

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Customers always want more.
1 2 3 4
Customers always make your ulcer sore.
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Customers dislike hearing no.
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Customers are never ever sure.
5 6 7 8
Customers always pay less.
6 7 8 9
Customer you are darling mine.
7 8 9 10
Please come back, I miss you dame.

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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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