Treasure Island

Hardik Vaidya

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

Double Standards


When you kill its murder.
When I kill its a mistake.
Your love is rape.
My love is soul worship.
Your kiss is the whiff of death.
Mine is the elixir or eternity.
You are the devil incarnate, your intentions.
I am the Holy Ghost, my intentions.
I know I am you, you are me,
Yet you are you and I am I
You replace I and I replace you
The twins of lies born from a past
Bursting through the womb, midnights twists and sighs.

Submitted: Thursday, May 02, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, September 18, 2013

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  • Allen Steble (5/14/2013 10:10:00 PM)

    Mice poem Hardik it shows the inner struggles that we all face on a daily basis between yourself and our conscience, nicely done and 10. (Report) Reply

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