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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=565852" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>My Tiny Fellow Traveller</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">An insect shaped like a butterfly<br>Not really willing to die<br>For he feared to be flown<br>By the wind that was being blown<br>In the train I was travelling by <br>Which was passing through low and high<br>Leaving barren and tilled landscapes behind<br>And moving regularly ahead towards its goal to find; <br>The insect was too small<br>Trying his best to creep on a wall<br>Of flesh and blood which was of my<br>No other than but left thigh<br>On which he was creeping<br>To find a shelter or something<br>To be safe against the blowing wind<br>This he decided in his mind; <br>His wings blotted black and white<br>For me it's a fine sight<br>I was infatuated by the scene<br>And everything else was to me unscene<br>He still lay on my thigh<br>As if trying to be safer<br>But the wind was not getting slower<br>Nor did he pass anywhere by; <br>Meanwhile, the rain started<br>And even closer to me he shifted<br>I spread my palm on his body<br>To avoid wind and rain drops<br>When the rain and the wind ceased<br>And my train at its goal reached<br>He slipped somewhere away<br>Bidding me no thanks nor good bye.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Indresh+Kumar">Indresh Kumar</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=565852" data-title="My Tiny Fellow Traveller de Indresh Kumar" data-description="An insect shaped like a butterfly Not really willing to die For he feared to be flown By the wind that was being blown In the train I was travelling by Which was passing through low and high Leaving barren and tilled landscapes behind And moving ..."></div> </div> </div>
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