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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=451669" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Realization</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=451669" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">An idea came to my mind, <br>I went inside to find <br>A paper and a pen<br>And sat down in my den.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=451669" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The pen moved on <br>I don’t know when my maids were gone.<br>After I had poured out my heart, <br>I looked at the paper with a start.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=451669" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">It was tear stained<br>Outside it had started to rain.<br>Some unseen power had guided my hand. <br>I had just begun with a thin strand. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=451669" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I walked around perplexed, <br>I hadn’t known this is how I felt.<br>How foolish to think I had written it.<br>God, you only know how I feel in the pit<br>of my belly. The sense of me, I am the doer, <br>evaporated, as I read the poem over and over<br>again. I am not as articulate and lucid. <br>I can’t string the words in such a fluid<br>way. Thank God, for helping me know how I feel, <br>And showing me a way to deal <br>with pain, sorrow and grief. <br>I don’t have to worry as long as I believe<br>I am you, you are me.<br>Though the naked eye can not see.</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=Mamta+Agarwal">Mamta Agarwal</a></strong></div>