<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=342584" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Mad Man's song</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Like a lost letter she stood for a while<br>to go the other side of the road..<br>near me who was lying in a corner of this side….<br>For moments, it seemed she was the same soul in whose palms seeking fulfillment I search in mine…<br>Though in her eyes she was carrying a desperation unlike the one I had<br>to walk into an exile of refuge from reason….<br>Yet with her hallowed paleness she seemed very close…<br>And as I came back from my contrasts….<br>she was no longer there..<br>she was walking away on the other side, <br>as she had crossed the road.<br>She was then just one among many strangers…<br>Like an unaddressed letter<br>I sent my words into the air….<br>O..stranger! ! ! ! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">A lost letter seeks its home…<br>An unaddressed one remains lost, , , </div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">That day when you came with your child and asked me<br>if I would let him sit beside the window, where I was, <br>so that he can see the passage of sights…<br>Believe me, I would not have..<br>had I not known the joy of fulfilling the dreams of another's eye..<br>the wishes of another heart…<br>But once I had bought a bouquet of flowers for my mother<br>to give it to her God…<br>though I was an atheist then, , , <br>But since then I am not…<br>You also came seeking your God…<br>so, I let your child and quietly wondered in the worship that your eyes offered to his...<br>as the sights passed by………….</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>You believed, I betrayed<br>Seeking faith in thy believe..<br>and the strength of its strings…<br>you believed yet…<br>So I returned….<br>finding the emptiness of betrayal, the meaning of its nothingness…<br>and the search of your belief.<br>When I returned, <br>you were like the joy of a sinking ship finding a sea within the sea…<br>and you beheld in me a lost soldier…<br>though I was within me but an unending war<br>Of belief and betrayal….</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">(with heartfelt courtesy to Shahzia Naqvi)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Aman+Saa">Aman Saa</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=342584" data-title="Mad Man's song de Aman Saa" data-description="Like a lost letter she stood for a while to go the other side of the road.. near me who was lying in a corner of this side…. For moments, it seemed she was the same soul in whose palms seeking fulfillment I search in mine… Though in her eyes s..."></div> </div> </div>

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