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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=403663" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A rare gesture</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">She stood there at the gate<br>She wanted not to be late<br>I had every reason to hate<br>I did not take it as my fate</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You had come all along to express<br>Your inner feeling with distress<br>I could read on her face clear anxiety<br>I sensed trouble and felt pity</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I couldn’t make why she had to rush<br>What had compelled her to push? <br>Did she realize the importance of being in love? <br>What did she think of all and above? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Well, my anger petered out in a second<br>Why was she here without her husband? <br>Did he depart early leaving her behind? <br>I could not only understand but failed to find</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Many questions emerged and immediately faded<br>She was very far from me and staying away as being wedded<br>I could only wish her a happy and long journey<br>She stood there as helpless and without money</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Whatever may be the reason, I had no way to be angry<br>She was in shabby dress and also feeling hungry<br>I emotionally caught her hand to welcome as guest<br>I wanted to know her final destiny and quest</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She sobbed for awhile and regretted disassociation<br>She was all for patch and reconciliation<br>The fate had played cruel killer’s role<br>She had nothing to remember except to recall</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I still remained unmoved with remark<br>She had voluntarily go ahead and embarked<br>Luck would have its own role to play<br>I still felt sorry and was carried away</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I extended sympathy for her being alone<br>Her life was devastated by cruel cyclone<br>I could merely extend her the lip service<br>I expressed sorrow for her husband demise</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>She confided in me that she was here for her silly act<br>She wanted to apprise me of her angle in fact<br>It was not she who played the negative part<br>It was painful for her to leave me alone and depart</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I stood speechless and heard her version<br>I was getting to know her better with conversation<br>She was going all along with natural expression<br>It was not poetic but real heart burnt confession</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I couldn’t cry with her for very simple reason<br>She was nice and had come as honest person<br>She was not here for any help but to tender an apology<br>I felt shame and couldn’t understand her psychology</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We all err in normal dealing<br>We never go for any special healing<br>If we can do it earnestly and in nicety<br>It may add to color with natural beauty</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Hasmukh+Amathalal">Hasmukh Amathalal</a><div class=q>
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She wanted not to be late
I had every reason to hate
I did not take it as my fate

You had come all along to express
Your inner feeling with distress
I could read on her face clear anxiety
I sensed trouble and felt pity..."></div>
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