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[title] => For Someone
[time] => 2007-06-21 02:09:21
[hometext] => For Rebecca 2 poems i.e. Sad and Happy
[bodytext] => The Sad one Whenever I walk on this path of life I feel a thorn will prick my feet, I choose to walk and not let my feet fall asleep. I have been swept by the waves of life, every time they hit me, I feel lonely and question “God, Why me?” “Why is it that the one I love, doesn’t love me?” “Why is it that a beautiful flower tends to wilt when it’s with me?” I lead my life as a vagabond, I am yarning to develop a life long bond. Everything seems pushed and puffed up, I am trying; at times I fail to take things with my chin up. Will I ever be happy; is what I ask myself and others? I fail to get an answer because I have to live with others. The Happy one Today the rose seems to be a bit more redder then before, today I seem to take a lot of things in my stride, as compared to what I did before. Happiness and all the worldly realities are at my door, there isn’t anything that I can ask for anymore. My heart throbs with thy name, someday your name will be a part of my name. How blessed do I feel? I feel I should run to a church and pray to Lord on my knees. Let not this be a dream, let it be a reality, anyways I don’t know of many, who would like to be woken while they dream? [comments] => 0 [counter] => 165 [topic] => 55 [informant] => bhavik [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => dedicatedpoems )
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