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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=347850" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Something is Better than Nothing</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">After a long time<br>He wrote me a letter of warmth<br>It came a tad too late<br>To do its intended effect.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Didn’t melt me down<br>Sent shivers thru me? <br>No way! <br>Nothing no more<br>Excites me about him.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">May be, I’ve got over him<br>May be the pain is so much<br>Perennial and everlasting…<br>That it has swallowed up<br>All the love -<br>Like the gigantic waves<br>Of the gluttonous Tsunami.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In this letter of warmth<br>Did I see the word ‘Romantic’? <br>I thought the sky has fallen over<br>Seeing such words from a man<br>So cold and frozen before<br>That it all seems so surreal.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Did he not tell me that<br>All my suffering is caused<br>By me and me alone<br>Nobody to blame.<br>He? Never, ever! <br>Giving a clean chit to himself<br>In all what he said and did to me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And did he not label my lamentations<br>As mere, feeble acts of self-pity? <br>It is so true that when it happens<br>To others, you can put so many <br>Labels to make them feel<br>The problem is so much theirs<br>They to blame, they the cause, <br>They the ‘actors’ of agony.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And now when he talks of <br>His state of being down and out<br>So much so that he doesn’t like to<br>Go to work as before…<br>Feels like staying at home<br>Forever more…<br>I don’t question further<br>Who to blame.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Remembering the times<br>He left me stranded <br>When I needed him the most.<br>I don’t even broach self-pity<br>For unlike me, <br>He could be in ‘real’ agony.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No, I don’t even go all out<br>To give him warm hugs of<br>Care and Concern<br>For I don’t feel any warmth<br>Whatsoever…<br>As that ‘Apu’ which he calls me<br>In this letter of his, <br>Has frozen long back<br>In his icy coldness of the past.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Instead, I write him an inspiring<br>Story and send in some good music<br>To uplift him.<br>With all the pain pulsating in me…<br>I still manage to give him something.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And as they say, that at least<br>Something is Better than Nothing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Aparna+Chatterjee">Aparna Chatterjee</a><div class=q>
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He wrote me a letter of warmth
It came a tad too late
To do its intended effect.

Didn’t melt me down
Sent shivers thru me? 
No way! 
Nothing no more
Excites me about him.

May be, I’ve got over him
May be the pain is so much..."></div>
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