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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=450848" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Scent Of Love</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=450848" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">It`s not an illusion as some say -<br>In between the moments of living and dying<br>Every one feels the scent of love.<br>But they tell a big lie and begin to feel contented.<br>How long will one live with that false pride? <br>I know not. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=450848" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">It`s a scent with thousand hands<br>Embracing the needy.<br>It`s a solace with the wings of an angel<br>Flying unto your moments dear.<br>Why are you proud of a world that doesn`t smell some love? <br>I know not.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=450848" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The scent of love over reaches the borders of a day.<br>In the small smile blooming on a kid`s face, <br>In the sweet word whispered into ears by your dear, <br>And in the speechless closeness of your pet that never writes poems<br>The scent of a love triumphs <br>And you tell a big lie.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=450848" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Across the skies an unprotected bird flies<br>It has a destination unknown, a survival instinct prompts its wings.<br>And you scribble stories on the enviable freedom <br>Of these innocent shadows doomed to extinction! <br>Blind and deaf all throughout this life-<br>How dare you call this life scentless of love? </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=450848" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">If you can`t feel the scent of love, <br>Bury your head in the depths of sympathies unsolicited<br>And live a life of a nasty creature.<br>When you wake up unto reality<br>The last bus to reason will have left you.<br>The scent of love will haunt you as a ghost, rejoice.</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=M.d+Dinesh+Nair">M.d Dinesh Nair</a></strong></div>

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