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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=405331" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Let storm not wither</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It killed me almost not to see in near vicinity<br>I had lost faith and poetic quality<br>Her absence ruined me almost in every inch<br>I was full of remorse, felt pathetic and above all a sweet pinch</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It is not the company you miss<br>It is not the memory of sweet kiss<br>It is the combination skill with feeling<br>That has ruined all my willing</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I was with the sky like free bird<br>I had no dearth of zeal with words<br>They appeared at slight wind movement<br>I would look at her with no comments</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What has really affected my thinking? <br>Is she really gone deep with sinking? <br>I find sea change in her approach<br>I feel little warmth in her gentle touch</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She may be thousands of miles away<br>But my thoughts travel and find the way<br>She is there with beautiful smile <br>Why should I care the distance in miles? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He once let me removed from scene<br>I could not see arrogance, agony or pain<br>It burnt me from within killing whole spirit<br>I was keeping head down and watch at post dimly lit</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The light was not dying out<br>This was not the fact all about<br>She was there for me to think right<br>I never intended any scuffle or fight</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It may be insensible to malign her poetic supremacy<br>It is rather advisable to go down with little diplomacy<br>Where is the pain in loosing the love battle? <br>It is testing of strong will, attachment and strong metal</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I will never kill my instinct and soul<br>She may surface from time to time without fail<br>Take my by surprise and offer embrace<br>There will then be a lot of smile on face</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I shall repeat not what went wrong<br>She is not meant for simple and cheap song<br>She is rising and may do so for me either<br>I am with her even let not the storm wither</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 faith and poetic quality
Her absence ruined me almost in every inch
I was full of remorse, felt pathetic and above all a sweet pinch

It is not the company you miss
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