<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=479828" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Contemplation</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When pen touches paper<br>Feelings being to surface<br>Surge forth, though thought to be<br>Long forgotten and burried<br>I do my best to stay in constant motion.<br>The second I stop to take a breath<br>Inhale till I feel my lungs will explode<br>I focus<br>And, <br>What do I see before me? <br>The fortress that I've built and isolated myself in<br>The moat that can not be crossed<br>The facade is grand, strong and stout.<br>No one realizes that it's just an illusion.<br>I hate loosing my composure.<br>I'm always in control, not a hair out of place<br>So it would seem.. <br>I've suffered some injustice<br>Years and years ago<br>Promised myself never to repeat a mistake <br>Well, <br>I haven't made any<br>I haven't moved from where I <br>Decided to sit that day.<br>I thought I would watch the world go by for a while.<br>See what passes before my eyes and not be a participant.<br>I needed to take a breath..<br>So I inhaled deeply, filled my lungs, and sat..<br>And<br>Now<br>It seems if my feet did touch the floor<br>If I stood to walk, <br>I'd fall. <br>Knowing the pain will shoot up my legs<br>Send needles of realization through and through me<br>I'd have to grit my teeth and propel myself forward..<br>It's going to hurt..<br>I know I need to try.<br>But, <br>I don't know if I can remember<br>What if the pain is unbearable <br>And, <br>I'm crippled for life.<br>But, like this, <br>What is my life<br>Sitting here<br>Watching the world go by?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rabia+Minhas">Rabia Minhas</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=479828" data-title="Contemplation de Rabia Minhas" data-description="When pen touches paper Feelings being to surface Surge forth, though thought to be Long forgotten and burried I do my best to stay in constant motion. The second I stop to take a breath Inhale till I feel my lungs will explode I focus And, What d..."></div> </div> </div>

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