The Purpose Of Life. Poem by Hardik Vaidya

The Purpose Of Life.



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 OF THE POEM
Hardik Vaidya 18 February 2013

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

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Savita Tyagi 18 February 2013

Great poem. Loved the ending!

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Hardik Vaidya

Hardik Vaidya

Mahuva, Gujarat, India.
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