A skydwafer is being built,
Stealing away a little of my sky.
What a hypocrite am I?
On the 6th floor, I have robbed 6 Skies,
Shankar Shiva Shambhu,
Jai Bhole Naath,
I love your cheeky stance,
The middle eye is pried open,
To give me a gentle peep,
Into the kills of the mind,
Brining in fresh breeze.

Hardik Vaidya

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