<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=342495" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Homeless.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">At the midnight, when street lights make<br>chiaroscuro on the face of unknown straggler, <br>someone raps on the door 'are you home, my sweetheart? '<br>He stands-like a lonely tree on meditation, <br>like a wind rustling through the leaves, <br>like an old refrain 'are you home? '</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sweet pain numbs my heart for a while-<br>the moon with pale face rises behind the curtain, <br>someone plays a note of my saddest dream, <br>a high wind from the sea blows away the curtain-<br>I stood naked before the night with awful question, <br>' are you home, my dear? '</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Aloke+Mukherjee">Aloke Mukherjee</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=342495" data-title="Homeless. de Aloke Mukherjee" data-description="At the midnight, when street lights make chiaroscuro on the face of unknown straggler, someone raps on the door 'are you home, my sweetheart? ' He stands-like a lonely tree on meditation, like a wind rustling through the leaves, like an old ref..."></div> </div> </div>

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