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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=589813" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Shall I Wait Till I Understand Pablo Neruda</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Perchance I happened to meet<br>One editor of a newspaper big<br>In conversation I told him<br>About my interest in writing<br>In Odia and in English do I write<br>And conveyed my wish<br>To get them published.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Asked he me some questions<br>To gauge my knowledge depth<br>Ma'm! Have you read<br>Jayanta Mohapatra and Pablo Neruda? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am a casual writer<br>Not a person who has read much<br>Limited is my knowledge in literature<br>Yes, Great Poems one or two I have read<br>From Jayanta Mohapatra and Pablo Neruda<br>To be frank<br>I could not fully comprehend</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then he recited with all right intonations<br>Some stanza's from Neruda's poems<br>And some of his own creations<br>I heard in amazement<br>How to the ears they sound so sweet</div><div style="margin:10px 0">After he left<br>I questioned myself<br>Questioned my knowledge limited<br>How I dare to venture to this world<br>A world full of Jayanta Mohapatra, Ramakanta Ratha<br>Shakespeare and Wordsworth<br>Above all Pablo Neruda</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Restless was I<br>Restless were my days<br>As a voice in me always tormented<br>'I do want to come out', the voice implored<br>I want to see the light<br>Oh Mother, Bring me out</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Notwithstanding <br>What the great minds say of me<br>I brought her to the fore<br>And looked at her<br>Eyes, face and forehead<br>What the future<br>Written there<br>I know not, I know not<br>Am I not beautiful, my baby asked<br>Oh! You are beautiful, very beautiful<br>You are my sweet child<br>I would not compare you<br>With that of Pablo Neruda<br>Or never that with Jayanta Mohapatra.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I blew a kiss on her forehead<br>And in whisper i said<br>Oh my child<br>Always, always feel blessed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Bharati+Nayak">Bharati Nayak</a> from <i>Book-Words Are Such Perfect Traitors</i><div class=q>
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