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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=411098" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>For Him I Know Not</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=411098" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">as he walked out <br>drops of moonlight <br>trickled down my limping back <br>the tear that dropped into my palm <br>too had the texture of moonlight <br>that he and i felt between our fingers </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=411098" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">but when he left me <br>it's in shallow<br>ripples of moonlight<br>i found myself in </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=411098" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">on every amavasya <br>i inadvertently bring <br>my fingers together... </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=411098" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">on every moonlit night <br>i see him peeping through the moon... </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=411098" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">in his absence <br>my dreams rise and <br>crash at the desolate <br>shores of my heart <br>like the waves on <br>a typical moonlit night </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=411098" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">17apr2010 <br>14.51hrs</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Indira+Babbellapati">Indira Babbellapati</a></strong></div>