Tell Me Why? - Poem by Hardik Vaidya
Is my soul impressed with yours?
I don't believe in destiny, neither you.
You hail from skies,
I hail from earth,
You rain from heavens,
I erupt from the core,
I burn, scald and devour,
Yet despite you constraints,
You pine for me every second,
Just as as I die for you every century,
Yet your youth blooms, it flowers,
Every single moment,
It calls for me in the dead of your night,
In the noon of my day,
I feel your embrace,
I tug your blanket,
I want to rip it off,
But you hold on,
I with the nimble fingers,
And your lips whisper,
Let it be.
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