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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=464535" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Black Roses</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yesterday morn we blossomed, <br>With the brave show of colours, <br>And shades dark, deep and dim, <br>Combined with fresh tenderness; <br>In long rows along the highway, <br>The vehicles passed by swishing, <br>No one stopped to praise the petals, <br>To compare to the fairness of the face, <br>And delicacy of the beloved’s lips.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Our fate is worse than the primrose, <br>Unheeded, whose petals wither unseen, <br>And die unpraised in the deep thick, <br>Forest, beside the glimmering stream, <br>Or tripling, dancing water of the fountain.<br>We breathed the air smoky and smelly too, <br>Poisoned with the contents of carbon, <br>Black, unpurified water was sprinkled, <br>To take, adulterated and impure light, <br>Through hazy spheres came upon us.<br>Though we lived a day and a night, <br>And another day too, now before the sunset, <br>We discern the difference between the times, <br> We were born and the moments of departure, <br>Impurities of the world marred our grace, <br>Beauty, tenderness and splendour too, <br>Now we are all black, <br>Not because we are the black roses: <br>A very rare specie, that tempts the eyes, <br>That enchants, exalts the hearts, <br>We are black for we sucked the sooty air, <br>And nourished with the black, contaminated<br>Poisoned, carbonized water, that now runs<br>Through our veins, and black fumes, <br>Have settled upon the beds of petals: <br>The olden seats of the dew drops. <br>Oh! Inhabitants of the world, be happy ever more, <br>Though you fed us with poisonous air, polluted water, <br>Yet we emitted fragrance; dissolving petty existence, <br>To prove our trivial worth that we possessed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Muhammad+Shanazar">Muhammad Shanazar</a><div class=q>
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With the brave show of colours, 
And shades dark, deep and dim, 
Combined with fresh tenderness; 
In long rows along the highway, 
The vehicles passed by swishing, 
No one stopped to praise the petals, 
To compare to ..."></div>
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