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[title] => The sorrow that struck her
[time] => 2004-12-03 19:33:33
[hometext] => A woman describes her sorrow, when her husband leaves her and her child And nobody is there to speak for her
[bodytext] => If life becomes a puzzle, who will provide the answer If my hand beats me, if my fingers poke my eyes Having shed no tears, if my eyes should flow as a river And for me, there is not even one person who cares For this poor, judgement has eyes but has no vision People are there who can witness cow as snake But can they suck from cow`s belly, snake`s poison What sin did I commit?, the sweat on my body will ask If this becomes a puzzle, who will provide the answer Where does the rain drops, falling on earth goes? Which mind, do the relations we make really reach? Atop from mountains, the Ganges, into the sea it flows Follows the rule, that nature has given it as preach Divine rule spells the formula of this man for this woman But when my man changed the formula, arose the dispute Change or relation and urge of possession, resolves when If relation becomes a puzzle, who will provide the suite When my hearts are your throne, do not go away If you can look after me, no problems can arise Having been your queen, eyes flow with tears today When I wanted to sing all about your praise If your presence becomes a puzzle, where is the answer [comments] => 2 [counter] => 200 [topic] => 48 [informant] => girish [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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