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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=347976" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>What is Christmas without You?</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">What is Christmas without you, my love<br>The snow is there, the stars too<br>Winter has set in<br>The night is very, very blue.<br>Frosty, breezy, cold<br>Need the warmth of your love, my love<br>To thaw me down<br>And feel cosy at home.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am like the icy stone<br>Who waits and waits and waits<br>On the deserted roads of lonely nights<br>For you to find me and pick me up<br>And cradle me in your arms<br>Trace me down with your fingers<br>And embrace me in your warmth, my love.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What is Christmas without you? <br>Have the phone on hand, <br>My e-mail too<br>Mobile is on.<br>And the other evening<br>When I saw your name on my PC<br>When you added me to your list of ‘Friends’<br>I was in tears and smiles<br>Accepting your invitation<br>To join your YM<br>And yet I know<br>I cannot go further<br>And write to you…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For once it starts<br>It starts all over<br>Beyond boundaries<br>Sans social barriers<br>And then we end up <br>Fighting over the right and the wrong<br>Like sorting a needle in the haystack<br>And then love flows out of the window<br>Like the thin, invisible air…<br>For we are left with<br>Who is right and who is wrong<br>You or me, we cannot decide.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And yet my love, <br>What is this Christmas without you? <br>Without talking to you? <br>I miss those fights too.<br>Without hearing that deep resonance<br>Of your manly voice<br>Trying to reason with the<br>Unreasonable woman in me.<br>The way you used to check your temper<br>By mincing out words<br>In hushed tones -<br>And the way I used to flare up<br>With whorish slangs of my<br>Slanderous tongue.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wish I could kiss you with that<br>Very slanderous tongue of mine<br>Wish I could make love to you…<br>And you could feel the pleasures<br>Of this very slanderous tongue of mine<br>Wetting you all over…<br>The highs and lows of a graphical sketch<br>In the shivers and sweat of your<br>Orgasmic ecstasy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I once told you, my love <br>I comport like a whore<br>Whenever I feel tempestuous and angry<br>My limits know no bounds<br>As I’ve always been the wild<br>Outrageous woman<br>When it comes to love and passion.<br>And they say: <br>Everything is Fair<br>In love and war.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So my love<br>Is it fair on me? <br>And is it fair<br>On you? <br>That you know<br>I do love you<br>Very, very much<br>And I know that you<br>Are missing me there<br>Like ever before…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And despite the phone, <br>The e-mail, the YM<br>And our blessed PCs<br>We still don’t communicate<br>Any more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This Christmas is hard on me, my love<br>What is Christmas without you, my love? <br>And I can feel a faint feeling<br>That you do also feel the same<br>And yet and yet and yet<br>The mind has won over the heart<br>And the heart<br>Like a wife subjugated<br>Listens and obeys the mind<br>The always domineering husband –<br>Yes, the man of the house.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Be it love, passion or be it<br>A life-long infatuation<br>Whatever it is, my love<br>I know and I can feel<br>The feeling is just not right<br>Of you and me being<br>So deathly quiet<br>And yet, you and me<br>Missing each other<br>Forever more...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And I often wonder<br>If this stillness, <br>This pin-dropp quietness<br>Is like a lull<br>Before the storm.<br>Yes - a storm of love, lust and passion<br>That might sweep us away<br>Into faraway shores of <br>Amorous consummation.<br>Heralding the onset of<br>Commitment and Companionship<br>For a lifetime of<br>Belongingness and Bonding.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For, what is Christmas without you, my love? <br>Be it a love-hate relationship<br>And yet it exists<br>In subdued images<br>Sheltered dreams<br>Heart-felt feelings<br>And mindless thoughts.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And yet and yet and yet<br>However much I miss you<br>I cannot summon up<br>The forbearance to go back to you<br>And endure it all…<br>The pain and the hurt<br>Of being near you<br>And being misunderstood<br>Time and again<br>Is all too much for me now.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am tired and weary<br>Like the broken soul<br>In a crumbling body.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So let this Christmas be mine alone<br>I am learning to live<br>With all the pain and the hurt<br>Of the past and the present<br>May be, a lot more in the future<br>As the days go by…<br>I know it gets harder for me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But it is better to feel hurt and pained alone<br>Rather than going back to you<br>And sharing this load of agony with you<br>Why keep bothering you? <br>And causing more hurt and grief to you? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let this pain be mine alone<br>And this Christmas too.<br>God Willing -<br>Some day in time<br>Some life on earth<br>If I am ever re-born<br>I would love to celebrate<br>Christmas, everyday of my life<br>With you and you and you alone.<br>To make up for all what I have lost<br>In my love and passion for you -<br>And the many years of Christmas<br>That have passed in this life <br>Without you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For, what is Christmas without you, my love<br>What is Christmas without you?</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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The snow is there, the stars too
Winter has set in
The night is very, very blue.
Frosty, breezy, cold
Need the warmth of your love, my love
To thaw me down
And feel cosy at home.

I am like the icy stone
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