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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=471028" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>My River</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh! My river<br>My cute river<br>Beauteous you are <br>In the morn, in the gloaming <br>Sandy is your bosom<br>Banks are grassy and pebbly<br>Pellucid little waves Singing and flowing smoothly <br>You are turned to a young bride now <br>Garbed in the glittering sequin of gold and argent <br>And flowing slowly arrayed in all your finery<br>And verily you are the sybarite! <br>I am at your bank again, my favorite hangout, where <br>I spent my childhood more often than not<br>Vividly return my memories of my nights with you<br>You were calm in those nights <br>Still you are, and the glory remains as pristine. <br>You are bathed in the moon light <br>How beautiful you are now! <br>The tiny stars are flashing and dazzling on your bosom<br>You are cradling thousands of them, as if, <br>It’s spectacular! <br>I am lying down, alone, <br>Looking at the zenith, <br>Gazing up the galaxy, within the clouds, and <br>Watching the Gleams of light <br>Coming through clouds’ cleavages<br>And vanishing into the river in the distance<br>The milky orb is almost in the horizon now, and<br>The golden orb started his brush work in the sky <br>I nestle down at the bank in the zephyr & gentle cold, <br>Looking at my river with her vivid golden water<br>Listening to the music of the foam-flaked waves<br>A sense of euphoria possesses me as I lie at the bank.<br>Oh! If ever I could dwell at this bank for years and years<br>A feeble music from afar fondles me, <br>As an accompaniment to my relishing <br>And I relax in the ebb and flow of the rhythms <br>But it aroused me, <br>My alarm clock chimed and reminded me<br>It is the time for work, <br>Oh! I am in the middle of the desert <br>Poignantly convinced myself, what a contrast! <br>No my cute river, No grassy bank, No Pebbly bank<br>No, No, Nothing, Nothing, but the sand dunes…….<br>The sand storms ……..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mar 12,2009 - Hawiyah (Part of Empty Quarter – Saudi Arabia)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Nooruddeen+Mathilakathveetil">Nooruddeen Mathilakathveetil</a><div class=q>
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My cute river
Beauteous you are 
In the morn, in the gloaming 
Sandy is your bosom
Banks are grassy and pebbly
Pellucid little waves Singing and flowing smoothly 
You are turned to a young bride now 
Garbed in the glittering sequin of..."></div>
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