Hardik Vaidya

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

The Purpose Of Life. - Poem by Hardik Vaidya

I finally stumbled upon it,
Like my unrequited love she was stubbornly eluding me,
Despite being neck deep and drowned in the scent of my aftershave,
Finally I got hold of her mysterious ways.
It's not about today and tomorrow,
Tomorrow is a myth, like the ever needed died for kiss,
It is about between today and yesterday,
What did I do, to justify the bread I ate, and claim I was a human and not an ape.

Comments about The Purpose Of Life. by Hardik Vaidya

  • (2/18/2013 9:03:00 PM)

    Thank you Savita Tyagi for your kind words. The endng comes from the beginning, lol. (Report) Reply

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  • (2/18/2013 10:35:00 AM)

    Great poem. Loved the ending! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, February 18, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, February 18, 2013

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