<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=556681" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I am driven to silence</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Once again a political war, <br>Life is getting marred.<br>Bombs are often blast<br>Shops by overnight are holocaust.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Flags are flying high<br>Man is but making sighs! <br>Soft winds are now gone<br>Human mind is torn! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I was in that place, <br>Decades reel in grace! <br>A beautiful country side, <br>Gentle hearted people, no chide.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Before my going there<br>A similar storm was over.<br>I was in a love dale<br>Life was a happy sail.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Five months and no more, <br>But vivid memories evergreen! <br>I cherish those days, <br>Into living moments I sway.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now, as I read the news<br>I am driven to silence.<br>Where are those windy meads? <br>Turned into barren lands, instead? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">My prayer is this-<br>Let life be ever blest.<br>Let blood ooze not out of lust, <br>In that alcove, I too had a nest.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">************************************ *******************************************<br>In a village called Nadapuram (near Vadakara - Northern Kerala) I happened to be living for just five months way back in 1981. This is a muslim populated area. The mosque there is ancient and very popular (Nadapuram Palli) . The architecture bears sure signs of an old Hindu temple. People are really loving. I can still recall those days with pleasant memories. Of and on political wars stage in that place but during my days, the winds were steady and calm. After the office hours, I used to go for long walks with my friends in that country side. As I presently read about the calamity that has taken place in that little town, my memories go back through decades and I am driven to silence. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">***************************************** **************************************</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ravi+Panamanna">Ravi Panamanna</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=556681" data-title="I am driven to silence de Ravi Panamanna" data-description="Once again a political war, Life is getting marred. Bombs are often blast Shops by overnight are holocaust. Flags are flying high Man is but making sighs! Soft winds are now gone Human mind is torn! I was in that place, Decades reel in grace..."></div> </div> </div>

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