<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=471233" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Empty Stations</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Orbs of light drifted in the window<br>Along with coffee spells and smoke<br>The cold comes down with the dark<br>Quietly rippling the engine's roar<br>And sleep struggles to tranquilize<br>The hysteric sea resurging inside</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In this transitory life I have waited<br>To be filled like an empty station<br>Marauded by forlorn passengers<br>Looking for right doors, numbers, <br>And tickets and vacancies; <br>I watched them mordantly<br>Remembering how hopeless<br>It is to search and stay, <br>Our feet are made for departing<br>Our arms for their arrival<br>And we can only waltz<br>To an inconsistent forever</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the plenitude of doors<br>And sleeping stations<br>Knocks would always arrive<br>Like a meaningless song<br>And some would come in, <br>Some would come out, <br>Tired, uninspired; searching<br>Hopeful, open; found</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In this groaning repose, <br>Veiled by tobacco scent and<br>Shielded by a sooty window, <br>I held my ticket waiting to be torn<br>As I futilely wait for my own peace<br>When sleep heralds the night <br>And shifting unconscious states<br>Where you remained alive.</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> <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=471233" data-title="Empty Stations de Norman Santos" data-description="Orbs of light drifted in the window Along with coffee spells and smoke The cold comes down with the dark Quietly rippling the engine's roar And sleep struggles to tranquilize The hysteric sea resurging inside In this transitory life I have waited..."></div> </div> </div>

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