Hardik Vaidya

Rookie - 314 Points (26 Dec 1969, I won't be dead till you know I am alive. / Mahuva, Gujarat, India.)

My House - Poem by Hardik Vaidya

Two Televisions.
My Bedroom Television.
The Living Room Television.
My Parents Bed Room.
The Kitchen.
Two Shower rooms.
I try to fit in somewhere in my Ipad between the two televisions.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

i just hate the soaps that keep on blowing suds in my house through the Television. Same women, same story, only different channels, tears, romance, its so same after moving from one room to the other i cant make the difference.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, February 18, 2013

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