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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=471213" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Defenestration</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Summer passed by the window pane<br>With a moribund myriad of sunsets<br>Leaving tricks of soldering sweat<br>That dissipates too easily in a gush<br>Like how the dampen tears of mire tousled <br>Into the affluent scorches of the hearth<br>And with everything passing by<br>Like eloquent taillight's goodbye<br>I found myself in the window pane<br>Musing with eager eyes and stealthily <br>Trying to pocket surreal painted memories</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But somewhere in the vivid montage<br>The lucidity becomes agonizingly piercing<br>That it cuts to the flesh and evokes<br>Unwanted phantoms of ubiquity and perpetuity<br>Such abstraction of beauty<br>Reckoning what will never be<br>And the maudlin that I am becoming<br>Sates eagerly in the glacial and lifeless<br>Palm of the window cradling my thawing face</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Winter came with slivers of white<br>Plummeting immaculately into the ground<br>And stocking hills in my windowsill <br>Like the coy elusive tears in my lids<br>Cliff hanging in incertitude, false hope's servitude<br>Hapless as the sporadic flight of vicissitude<br>And the mistral mantle swooned completely<br>Here goes the malady rapping on the glass<br>The harbinger of the churning machinism of direst</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yonder the melting of the thin ice<br>And its smooth moiré of aqueous white<br>Autumn crawls down into its staircase<br>With such complacent grace, in eager pace<br>Crackling maple leaves into the charred sole—<br>A glissando of cacophonies all too sore<br>Like debris and remnants of a burned home<br>Autumn shed its skin in a burlesque show<br>Whilst my vision doze riveted in the window</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fore the blossoming of the prairie, I grazed<br>And trample into the superfluous cloys<br>The balmy scent about to spring and rouse<br>And before the final clout, the sugary kiss of death <br>And the saccharine words of the final text<br>I closed the book, preempting what's next<br>And the pallid aberrational changes of the season<br>Had never again crossed and tapped the window</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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With a moribund myriad of sunsets
Leaving tricks of soldering sweat
That dissipates too easily in a gush
Like how the dampen tears of mire tousled 
Into the affluent scorches of the hearth
And with everything passi..."></div>
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