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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=588855" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Dear Prufrock</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=588855" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">It’s meaningless they say<br>To not know the real.<br>Perpetually I have known<br>Erring on for unknown men –<br>Tinting light from shadows<br>In woes of day and night.<br>No rule to be; seek denial<br>The only way to wait and fall.<br>I dropped the teaspoon with a clang<br>Stopped measuring for all.<br>The lovers come and go,<br>Leaving memories to sow.<br>Grieving to live in fail<br>Hoping wrong to be well;<br>Forgetting the same old,<br>The very sane few –<br>Mattering the vague and obtuse<br>Crying in pain, misery and abuse.<br>The forgiveness forsaken in me;<br>The love knows no more.<br>Take or give a love all fine<br>Sipping tea and tasting wine.<br>Can you do the washing, of tears and sins?<br>There will be no time;<br>Not anymore.<br>Little for you, lesser for me <br>Out for anyone who dare.<br>Now, and then subliming in fury<br>Never recovered from the pain fully.<br>Maimed the innocence<br>And nipped the bud<br>Lusted the experience<br>Made love too hard.<br>Looking through the celluloid frame<br>Leaning tall and droopy eyes<br>And me, upended the blame!<br>That’s odd they said.<br>They say I had loved in vain.<br>Really now what did I gain?<br>Oh darling, I am no Phoenix<br>They said, yet I rise<br>I fall out but not close for repair.<br>They asked me to be awry and beware<br>To leave all behind.<br>What was there except pain<br>To go through this again?<br>No one had any idea really,<br>Never did actually.<br>Let the shame reside,<br>Let the slut take pride.<br>I laugh in pity and cry<br>Such beauty and terror it was<br>The story of you, and they say us.<br>None will talk less or more<br>Calling her Madonna or the whore.<br>Embalming those breaks in heart;<br>Afterall, life is an unedited piece of art.</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=Rusa+Bhowmik">Rusa Bhowmik</a></strong> from <em><a href="http://sources.citatepedia.com/from.php?a=Rusa+Bhowmik&d=Elixir">Elixir</a></em></div>