<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=571400" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Searching for my soul?</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">As I was getting old<br>I cherished a friendship gold<br>For that gave me life<br>As my dear man's wife<br>When ever I felt tired<br>And at verge to retire<br>I remember the promise<br>That would not demise<br>To keep my spirit high<br>Till to the world I bid bye<br>For there is a charm<br>In life's every try<br>Sometime, the earth shook<br>The waves caught me in nook<br>Thunders threatened me to kill<br>Rains poured down my hill<br>Yet I had someone lifting<br>A mountain above protecting<br>Me from every wrath of nature<br>As if it was its very nature<br>It was just not an umbrella<br>Those made me feel like Cinderella<br>But it was my very life<br>That protected my soul<br>I ran behind time and tide<br>Behind my deadlines to abide<br>Floating amidst the crowd<br>Maddening my every nerve<br>Deafening noises that threaten<br>To defy me with my peaceful ether<br>Yet at the end of the day<br>I ran to someone to solace<br>Who pampered my tired self? <br>Smoothened my troubled brow<br>Lifted my drained energies<br>Redefining my life's edifice<br>Sometime back, heard a tsunami<br>After that everything is gloomy<br>My soul is searching for its mate<br>Who protected it in all disdain? <br>Tired, and threatened all the more<br>I am running towards my valdamore</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Umasree+Raghunath">Umasree Raghunath</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=571400" data-title="Searching for my soul? de Umasree Raghunath" data-description="As I was getting old I cherished a friendship gold For that gave me life As my dear man's wife When ever I felt tired And at verge to retire I remember the promise That would not demise To keep my spirit high Till to the world I bid bye For there ..."></div> </div> </div>

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