<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=405503" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Lying in bed</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">She was lying in bed<br>Tubes around and artificially fed <br>Speechless as if gripped with cold <br>Calm but determined and looked bold </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Was it pain or anger? <br>Unhappiness or hunger? <br>Disease, fatigue or discomfort<br>needed solace and strong support </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I looked tired and pale<br>what could I do for her to console? <br>I was utterly helpless <br>Efforts made were more but result was less </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Memory took me back several years<br>She whispered gently and I could hear<br>She slept on bed without fear<br>Happiness on face without a tear</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She was gorgeous with the entire smile<br>I was simply mesmerized for a while<br>I was ducking to show her warm love <br>I starred at her as lover dove</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All thoughts came to an abrupt halt<br>As if somebody was rubbing salt <br>Wounds were aggravating with deep pain<br>Her sickness was the worry main</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She always smiled and prayed Lords <br>Stood at door with welcoming words <br>She never complained or expressed regret <br>Eager to compromise and ready to forget, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Such a noble soul was undergoing pain <br>All my efforts were proving in vain <br>Will she recover and be talking again? <br>Smile with consciousness without pain </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let my years be added to her life <br>Lived up to expectation as good wife <br>Life was difficult to walk on edge of knife <br>she acted wise even when situation was not rife</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One has to part when time has run out<br>Victory may sometimes result into rout<br>All we can do is to pray and bow to almighty<br>Shower with blessings to come out of pity</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> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=405503" data-title="Lying in bed de Hasmukh Amathalal" data-description="She was lying in bed Tubes around and artificially fed Speechless as if gripped with cold Calm but determined and looked bold Was it pain or anger? Unhappiness or hunger? Disease, fatigue or discomfort needed solace and strong support I lo..."></div> </div> </div>

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