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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=480547" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I Never Ever Miss You, Dear!</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Losing my comrades in the gunfight<br>with the extremists in the North East of India, <br>I wended my way through the wooded hills, <br>day and night with weeping sores in my thighs; <br>sighted a church in a tribal hamlet, <br>entered, fainted and fell down on the floor.<br>Thoughts of the past sidled up to the fore of my mind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When my kin are tillers, hers are ruthless killers.<br>Her near-ones are robbers and rustlers <br>but mine are eager-beavers.<br>We never knew, we were riven by religions too.<br>Diana sparked her heart with the fire<br>and towards me tantalizing looks she did dart.<br>She was in my blood and I was in her soul.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When her parents found a groom<br>who had the highest record of crimes in the area, <br>both of us had no courage to tell our parents<br>why we were dolorous and sleepless.<br>' I want to part in sorrow<br>by the sunset of tomorrow', <br>her lines forbode something serious.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I had a bottle of pesticide with me<br>to go along with her if she slumped down to the earth.<br>In the dusk she came, hugged and kissed me, <br>'Oh, buck me up for heaven's sake, my dear! , she said.<br>And we were wallowing on the floor.<br>'Pour this poison into my mouth and run off', <br>she murmured and gave me a bottle.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">' No, my heavenly gift! I drink and shrink here.<br>You go home and get married', I mumbled.<br>The breeze which was rustling the fallen leaves, <br>changed into an autumnal wind blowing over<br>and we were rolled and rolled to the horizon of love.<br>The bottles being snatched away, we retreated to our homes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To rip up the tentacles of caste<br>she became a nun and I soon wielded a gun of the army, <br>on the borders where the snow-covered trees<br>were shedding down drops of tears, <br>in the beaming Sun, recalling to my mind, <br>the tearful eyes of my dear Mercy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the warm drops of water fell on my face, <br>I opened my eyes and saw my Mercy in flowing tears.<br>I was lying on a cot beside her in her room.<br>'Wherever you go, there I follow', she whispered.<br>'I never ever miss you, Mercy, <br>in this world and the world to come', I broke down.<br>  ------</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rajendran+Muthiah">Rajendran Muthiah</a><div class=q>
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I wended my way through the wooded hills, 
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