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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=487148" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Didn't You Notice?</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">when you spit fire<br>i remain as the cool water of the pond<br>i am still the lotus there<br>undisturbed by the mud<br>and the ripples of the frog<br>and the braggings of the bug</div><div style="margin:10px 0">when you are angry<br>i keep my happy disposition, no awry<br>and show my kindness<br>to you.my Highness</div><div style="margin:10px 0">when you are agitated<br>i simply mimic you<br>with a sense <br>of humor </div><div style="margin:10px 0">all in the spirit of fun<br>as you sling me with <br>brimstones</div><div style="margin:10px 0">so my poetry is bland<br>and i am bald<br>and aging and old<br>like a man<br>half-dead<br>lacking the final signature<br>of the earthworm? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">i don't mind really<br>i don't write for praise<br>neither for condemnation<br>i have long told you that</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i write because i feel the urge<br>to write<br>and i get this intellectual ejaculation<br>by the constant rubbing<br>of my intellect to <br>the images which are so vivid<br>and sexy<br>and too alluring to be ignored</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i write because i must<br>because i am still here<br>with no plans for<br>leaving or for anger</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i like to hug you<br>like a mother<br>(for in truth i am younger<br>than your youngest son<br>and more handsome than<br>your previous lover<br>or husband) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">but you push me away like<br>a dirty beggar<br>and you utter words<br>unfit for a poetess<br>or for any decent <br>grandmother</div><div style="margin:10px 0">(it is funny really) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">let me write some more<br>lines without hurting you<br>these are for me<br>for her and for my friends<br>and if you still fume like<br>a volcano </div><div style="margin:10px 0">for God's sake <br>please erupt now <br>while i am still here<br>i like to see<br>some pyroplastics<br>and ash and lava<br>and explosions</div><div style="margin:10px 0">but what i like more<br>is the scene after<br>your volcanic eruption</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the calmness of the lake<br>that your fury has<br>by force of nature created</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</a><div class=q>
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i remain as the cool water of the pond
i am still the lotus there
undisturbed by the mud
and the ripples of the frog
and the braggings of the bug

when you are angry
i keep my happy disposition, no awry
and show my kindness
to y..."></div>
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