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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=417122" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Dependence</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Standing on his foot, I first stepped<br>Holding on his thumb, I passed each cleft<br>I’m his piece, that my name reveals<br>Whatever I have, he has given me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He’s who first saw me, <br>He’s under who I grew, <br>He’s my life’s pillar, <br>He’s without who life’s incomplete, <br>He’s who pays for my laughters, <br>He’s who escapes me from cruel slaughteres, <br>He’s my mom’s colourful world, <br>He’s who I can never give anything, <br>Except “thankyou(s) ” and “sorry(s) ”<br>And my truly true love, <br>He’s who bears all my drama, <br>He’s who I call “my papa”.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For everything I do<br>From writing to buckling my shoe<br>I’m dependent on you.<br>For everything I need<br>Necessity or my greed<br>Its you to who I plead.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You’re on who I totally rely, <br>Can’t tolerate your waving me bye.<br>But how easily you gave my hand<br>to someone who I barely understand.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But you too were tied, <br>From the world and its rules<br>That we blindly follow<br>merely thinking, like fools.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As clock’s hand rotated, <br>I realized, <br>He was as important <br>as feathers for flight.<br>He cut me in halves, <br>But gave his identity.<br>I left my world<br>To walk with my loyality.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now things have changed<br>And I’ve grown, <br>Still I am<br>Never on my own.<br>This feeling is so unknown<br>I always keep it unshown.<br>I try so hard, but can’t hide<br>He reads me in single sight.<br>We’re so opposite, <br>But so essential for other.<br>Oh! How had I be living<br>If he wasn’t there…….</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Am I handicap? <br>You better decide.<br>But without these two<br>I could have never survived.<br> One gave life, <br>The other its meaning.<br>Had always been my shielding.<br>Holding one’s finger, <br>I understood the world.<br>Gripping other’s hand, <br>I learned to face to it.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Call me a handicap<br>They’re my crutches, <br>My weakness, <br>And my greatest strength.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You both are so obligate, <br>Without any I’m partial.<br>You make me complete…….</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sure, I’m a handicap<br>Every woman is<br>They are our “dependence”<br>Reason for our existence.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jaya+Mishra">Jaya Mishra</a><div class=q>
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Holding on his thumb, I passed each cleft
I’m his piece, that my name reveals
Whatever I have, he has given me.

He’s who first saw me, 
He’s under who I grew, 
He’s my life’s pillar, 
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