<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=406284" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Silver lines</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sky was studded with dark clouds, <br>Rushing all over with big sounds, <br>Impeded danger of heavy down pour, <br>Adding of woes to already poor, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I never felt so poor and helpless, <br>Why He was using the goodness? <br>Tearing apart the dark clouds, <br>Who were waiting for flash pounds? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">She was kept bonded behind the dark, <br>Would have been freed with little spark? <br>There were silver lines ready to burst, <br>I had full faith and bestowed trust, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Suddenly it took dramatic turn, <br>Sun rays were making complete return, <br>Sky was lit with bright sun shine, <br>She stood there smiling for the while, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I couldn’t understand the simple massage, <br>Why clouds disappeared while making passage? <br>May be it was temporary phase? <br>I thanked God and took it with complete ease, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There was impeding danger like dark clouds, <br>I was slowly loosing my ground, <br>Love was HIS blessings and newly found, <br>All agreed for union and came round, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I wish it to happen with all my friends, <br>Who wished me success and flowers send? <br>My story was not success but had happy end, <br>Turning to HIM for success was not new but good trend</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=406284" data-title="Silver lines de Hasmukh Amathalal" data-description="Sky was studded with dark clouds, Rushing all over with big sounds, Impeded danger of heavy down pour, Adding of woes to already poor, I never felt so poor and helpless, Why He was using the goodness? Tearing apart the dark clouds, Who wer..."></div> </div> </div>

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