Hardik Vaidya

Rookie - 431 Points (26 Dec 1969, I won't be dead till you know I am alive. / Mahuva, Gujarat, India.)

Ajanta And Ellora - Poem by Hardik Vaidya

Carved, etched, adorned.
Ornamented with soft hits on stone.
All through dark cavernous spaces.
Souls of craftsmanship melted,
Pasted in on mountain walls.
You adorn me, my emptiness.
Just as the caves.
Rich but empty.
Dark, yet beautiful.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 13, 2013

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