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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=404088" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>An violent course</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I almost had bitten her to death<br>I had lost trust and faith<br>She was impossible to tackle <br>I was in rage and struck her head on table</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Was I becoming cruel animal? <br>I was loosing calm on her arrival<br>She was very much irritant<br>My reaction was hostile and instant</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What was the reason to infuriate? <br>Why were we doing everything to vitiate? <br>Why no one as coming to help and initiate? <br>Out side people knew we were so intimate</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was going well with no worry<br>I too was not taking any steps in hurry<br>I used to tell her in advance an earnest sorry<br>She used to be in pain looked very weary</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She had all the characters of good woman<br>She knew exactly how to respect man<br>She did whatever possibly could do<br>She served me in her capacity very true</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She wanted her companion to remain at ease<br>She preferred lonely life with peace<br>That could have been very fine<br>I did smell rat and acted as swine</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I almost mistrusted her and took to offence<br>I used to vigil on her and watched from fence<br>She was proving hostile and almost impossible<br>I could see unhappiness on face which was very much visible</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She was welcome all over and got immense fame<br>I tried to find out the reason with shame<br>Why everybody loved her and I failed? <br>Why I felt jealousy in four walls of jail? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I had no reason to feel insecure<br>She was loved by all and almost sure<br>Why I failed to promise her and reassure? <br>She remained holy and almost pure</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>It was driving me desperately to the corner<br>I was in no mood to have support or garner<br>She did her best to come to an understanding<br>I had set the course and didn’t go for mending</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I developed tendency to hate<br>She could sense it very late<br>She had no option but to surrender<br>I was cutting her strength from under</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why she was loved by all and I couldn’t? <br>Why I made excuses and daily fought? <br>It was desperately driving me to the corner<br>I took her for granted and considered as owner</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It is greatness on the part of female<br>She always accepts the dominance of male<br>I am unable to understand what makes her position worst? <br>In all the respect she puts her feet forward and sacrifices first</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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I had lost trust and faith
She was impossible to tackle 
I was in rage and struck her head on table

Was I becoming cruel animal? 
I was loosing calm on her arrival
She was very much irritant
My reaction was hostil..."></div>
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