Hardik Vaidya Poems

On the coast of the Atlantic,
Stands a barren rock,
It is near the Artic, frozen solid and cold.
Spring is a second,
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I can't see you.
Will you come closer?
Yes I am wearing my spectacles.
I am not dreaming, your fragrance,
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Once there was a place called earth.
It was blue, just as your eyes my darling.
Ships of big white clouds sailed as galleons,
And earthlings lived with fairies and children.
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In the park, a river, a rivulet
I was holding my daughters hand,
The river was excited,
The rivulet was routined.
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The sonic boom.
It isn't a miracle.
Engines and design, aerodynamics.
Concorde of the spirit.
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Mangoes, the season of the king of fruits.
Green, flaming red, yellow
Large, small all sizes
All kinds of names to describe dreams of a sleeping mermaid
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A coin had two sides.
Autumn and Spring.
Summer and Winter.
I met my own match.
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Limbs torn,
Art of the macabre.
Fresh warm beating hearts shred alive.
Raw, hideous, feast - luncheon of the cannibals.
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Senate.
Sen is old.
Old + ate.
The new on a plate.
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