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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=404389" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Clock back</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It is very hard put clock back <br>When enough water has flown and so much is at stake <br>You were always fascinating and much of interest <br>Not to think of anything but how to utilize it best <br> <br>I have flown to and fro number of times <br>Touched your cheeks and came back many times <br>It was all dreamy affair and gave me immense pleasure <br>Something not felt this before but as if of precious treasure <br> <br>&quot;I can be your friend provided you assure&quot; these words still ring <br>Like beautiful melody heard in early morning from cuckoo when she sings <br>You were so scared to admit new friends when I requested <br>It was first encounter that flowed form net friend and tested <br> <br>It was never looking since then as still continued <br>Each time the sentiment is felt and frequently renewed <br>We had close link in mind that built good relation <br>Even that reached to the extent of cementing with indication <br> <br>You were forcible in putting seal over it for common good <br>As we were striving hard for some nutrition or food <br>It was no doubt moral support and feeling for each other <br>You were no where to be seen around or very much near <br> <br>You are back again with many ups and down in life <br>It has made you litter bitter about the name of wife <br>You were in real term &quot;Pakizzah&quot;* or sacred in name <br>The irony of fate really had destined to pass the blame <br> <br>It still rings in my ears like bell to remand so many things <br>I was fed to believe about poetry or like something <br>You were born poetess that injected many themes <br>I flew in dreamy world with &quot;What is there in names&quot; <br> <br>You have stood your ground well and nourished <br>In your world with feet on ground and flourished <br>I feel each pulse of your breathe when hold the hand <br>You are felt as if of close one even more than a special friend <br> <br>It is still a deep feeling and set in motion an thought <br>It needs not be explained, hardly to be mentioned or fought <br>I feel it is desire on both the ends to see each other and unite <br>The deep feeling still burns inside and sometimes fuel to ignite</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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When enough water has flown and so much is at stake 
You were always fascinating and much of interest 
Not to think of anything but how to utilize it best 
 
I have flown to and fro number of times 
Touched your che..."></div>
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