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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=514045" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Radha Waits</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I know, you never keep up your word<br>by habit O' my mate.<br>Yet I sat in that deserted place in wait<br>behind a thorny bush, beside a pond<br>pulling the innocent grass roots<br>and throwing stones into the defenceless waters.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My enamoured heart <br>allowed me not a glum retreat.<br>My hoping eyes didn't like a disjoint <br>with the wiggling country path<br> in that dim crescent light.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Moon's melting down; <br>The white jasmines in my bridle were wilting down.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A mischievous zephyr whispered into my ears<br>"He won't come dear; <br> better you go. How long you wait? "</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wiping the sweat on my forehead, I cussed and hissed, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Oh any long; I'm sure I hear his footsteps at any time; <br>engulfs me, in just a moment, his masculine scent.<br>Shut up O' unromantic wind. <br>Throw your advice at some lifeless stump <br>or spill on some unfeeling dump.<br>My deep inner desires are still moist.<br>My throbbing bosom is warmer than ever.<br>I wait for him, I wait for him; any long; any long" </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet I fear, <br>since I know you never<br>keep up your word O' mate.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Sathya+Narayana">Sathya Narayana</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=514045" data-title="Radha Waits de Sathya Narayana" data-description="I know, you never keep up your word by habit O' my mate. Yet I sat in that deserted place in wait behind a thorny bush, beside a pond pulling the innocent grass roots and throwing stones into the defenceless waters. My enamoured heart allowed me..."></div> </div> </div>
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