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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=468942" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Wat did that feeling play'd role in my first love? *Possessiveness* and *emotional breakdown</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Water, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">As long as you keep your hand gently open and allow it to remain there, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">It will never leave your palms, saluting your gentle care.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">However, if you attempt to close your fingers round it and try to posses it, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">It will spill through the first cracks it finds. These few lines surely arrests some artful substance in it.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> </div><div style="margin:10px 0">A pulsating organ never lets her loved one's brown eyes roam..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His every second, she wanted to own.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He is Mine, all mine, her heart always cried.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She was ready to kill every girl who stood her boy's aside.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She wanted to possess him rather like a non living gem.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She even started hating all the roots who supported his stem. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">It became a communal nature of her heart to fear a potential betrayal of loosing a loving admirer.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So, she forced her physical body to get personified as an enquirer.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Gradually, her ears were occupied with some 'Storming' rumours.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She was dumb enough to interpret that she was being pranked by some homicidal envious loosers.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Depth of her 'love is true ' feeling started getting sliced away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Intense dislike, aversion, hatred and such depressing feelings kissed her day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Bad luck grounded her life as her exams were dancing around and she was busy creating useless fears.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She became frustrated and faster than it seemed, she started shedding tears.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She felt cheated and started blaming her loving half.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Those bloody jealous rumour spreaders ultimately got an awesome reason to laugh.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her loved one was practical, so he didn't accept any blame and left her unaccompanied.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He never thought inside her love, someone had planted a revengeful seed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So, he was cool in his life's approach but his girlfriend had some devastating plans.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She barked aloud at the world that away from her life his lover ran..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">After three days, both of them had an examination of life time.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and woefully he heard that everyone's blaming him for a heart break crime.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He broke his life in anger, even lost his control over his studies.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Innocent enough to craft his pain, he started bashing all his buddies.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Exam ended, and two eyes rained.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As the couple's paper went awful, their life was drained.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They broke up, both crying there heart out.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A sweet love story was destroyed, without a doubt.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I write this poem, not so far I see.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As the girl was my girlfriend and the guy was sadly 'Me'.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> </div><div style="margin:10px 0">-Nikhil Chandwani.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Nikhil+Chandwani">Nikhil Chandwani</a><div class=q>
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