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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=471173" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Cataloguing Nights</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Inside an impassable night for a diffident boy; <br>Juxtaposed the pillar of his bed he coiled<br>From watching the final grain hastily dissipate<br>Fore infinity resurged his room, his subterfuge vacate<br>Vigorously, he confounds with a luxuriant tongue<br>Painting visions, unknowing his heart was wrung<br>For he was a boy withholding utopian eyes<br>Vulnerable from lies and metaphysically cries<br>With every plot his nights would conspire<br>He held onto profanity and blindly cross the wire<br>As prayers depart his sagacious lips<br>Departing to escape and stain like thieves<br>With lethargic eyes he would acquaint to rile<br>Inside a night of feigned lies and sedative denials.<br> <br>Inside another eve for a reticent boy; <br>He perched on the hourglass, his soul was cloyed<br>As he lit a cigarette and taught himself to smoke<br>And hoped that the rings would seize the thoughts to choke<br>So the ethereal train would leave his downtrodden bed<br>But it marauded his wounded chest instead<br>With gasping breaths, he dragged a joint for help<br>Whilst the smoke abandon with an ounce of himself<br>The defiled body would rise like a swelling river<br>From the cold tiles; a mocking mirror<br>Of a boy with tales of hope and lamentations<br>And it would dawn on him that this is an initiation<br>Towards the endless nights of dreadful soliloquy<br>An immense struggle beneath the grasp of a rubber tree<br> <br>Inside an epicurean night for a reclusive man; <br>Nibbling on a deadlock scheme, my, isn't it fun? <br>As he sunk himself beneath these ignoble sheets<br>And made a valley from a cigarette kiss<br>He sated himself with shabby fantasies and amities<br>From prattling pills of Mescaline and its severities<br>The endeavor banished all ghastly thoughts<br>But stirred sensations analogous to a garrote<br>Emotions riveted at the bosom of his soul<br>Swelling, bursting, decaying inside a hole<br>Inside that night, the rain poured harder<br>As he regressed in his bed of deep somber<br>&quot;Nothing ever left, for nothing really came.&quot;<br>And he surmised; &quot;I missed the kick-off of the game.&quot;<br> <br>Inside a wan evening for a despondent soul; <br>He sulked into blasé still trying to cajole<br>For questions, for answers, for riddles of impasse<br>Induced with potions, sullied in the fray<br>The thoughts had left, the emotions depleted<br>Now he is benumbed as emptiness gyrated<br>An empty repose is not an auspicious replacement<br>He stifled, he stiffened, he sought for help<br>He cried and wailed and threw everything on his shelf<br>His drab eyes learned to utter a prayer again<br>His aching wounds, foreboding subsistence, colorized and darkened<br>But will anyone penetrate his endless nights of gloom? <br>And will anyone care to find a corpse in his room?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Norman+Santos">Norman Santos</a><div class=q>
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Fore infinity resurged his room, his subterfuge vacate
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