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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=505961" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Winter is cold</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Books in volumes are still unread; <br>Movies in reams are still unseen; <br>Places in tones are there un-trodden.<br>What, if I miss like one? Resigned.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">People sought after are left behind; <br>Women won over are comets burnt; <br>Things got with a crush are snake-skin casts.<br>What, if I leave like one? Resigned.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Knowledge bought and got went to rust; <br>Skills learnt and stored are mere waste; <br>Goodwill sown and grown were left behind.<br>What, if I skip like one? Resigned.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Desires recede; no hunger stays.<br>Value retreats; no regret rests.<br>‘I count’ tires; depression dies.<br>Obsession-less is blissfulness.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With greed at naught, no appeasement; <br>With needs at ebbs, no need to beg; <br>All seem alike, I take no side.<br>Obligation-less is bliss state</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Once calves bullied; now I dare bulls.<br>Beggars were seers, seers now beggars.<br>Stones then were gods; now gods seem stones.<br>Fear shedding is happiness.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Craving for the best, seeking the high<br>And searching for identity<br>Turn puppet plays to my stale eyes.<br>Disillusioned, I am cheerful.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Parents are gone; heart’s seasoned.<br>Siblings are left; heart’s hardened.<br>Children have left; heart’s frozen.<br>Detachment assures blissfulness.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Leaves in autumn shed without pain; <br>Lives, the leaves, must shed in autumn, <br>When they turn green-less and wet-less.<br>Unshed leaves are unwanted guests.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Seasons are to everything; <br>Time is there to everything.<br>Be ready to leave in autumn, <br>By when turn green-less and wet-less.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To live in winter<br>Is to pass through hell.<br>23.03.06</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rm.+Shanmugam+Chettiar">Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar</a><div class=q>
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Places in tones are there un-trodden.
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