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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=515936" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>My Itinerary! !</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=515936" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">MY ITINERARY</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=515936" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Like an old melody straying down a deserted subway at night, <br>My itinerary goes around for a spin & falls around me like sawdust, <br>I start to live on borrowed breathe, <br>With the moan of a bee & the onion undraped.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=515936" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">All small talk gathers a morass of solemn dignity, <br>With nobody’s pride slashed or losing an identity, <br>All gossip has no objective correlativity, <br>Giving no notion of who or what is ripped.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=515936" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">A friendly smile is taken as an affront, <br>A jostle received in a crowd needs no effort, <br>I wave off the day in broad daylight, <br>Cover away from light, I walk through a shadow.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=515936" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Along with the hum of daily static, I hear the quiet of my bones, <br>Wallow in a memory that creaks &groans to feel it’s presence, <br>I draw on an identical thirst of an absence, <br>In the fume &crackle of wood smoke, I search for my forbearance.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=515936" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I no longer complain of battering at the reef, <br>By hearts clogged with mundane things that grip, <br>But feel drawn to them to lighten the thud of each heart skip.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=515936" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The fleeting hours are thrown along with pebbles in a pond, <br>As each hour returns like a mishap drowned, <br>The tomcat patrolling on the broken wall, <br>In pursuit of delirious rapture & it’s bliss strolls, mocks my anguish, calls.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=515936" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The Sun sieving through the leaves warns, <br>‘’All best &perfect things are a mistake’’.<br>The moon & stars too live in immortality with a blemish, <br>Only thing infinite is my audacity, rest all seems fake.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=515936" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">X-x-X</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=515936" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Seema. Joglekar<br>26September-2009<br>For those who dare to love &miss someone</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=Seema+joglekar">Seema joglekar</a></strong></div>

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