Treasure Island

Hardik Vaidya

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

To my soul mate.


Gotcha.
My eternal woman.
I got you.
Not in flesh, bone, or blood.
In the consummation of spirit.
I came to know you.
What you whispered to me for all times.
Since all times.
You were mine.
I was yours.
I finally figured out the mystery,
HE kept from me
Despite your soul.
Thank you.

Submitted: Saturday, April 06, 2013
Edited: Thursday, October 10, 2013
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This is the litmus point. I may stop being a poet but I start being a free being.

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