<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=471284" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Guilty Hands</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Jagged enamels<br>Shrilling with the pounding<br>Of the weary heart, dithering<br>With the whittling of the eyes<br>Scraping the memories<br>And clinging on the bleeding<br>Of the benumbed scalp</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Callused knuckles<br>Swelling with profound boils<br>From rubbing each other<br>To ignite warmth and scorch<br>With a burning pain<br>To reckon the life<br>In a tightrope dance<br>Between dispensing the light<br>Or melting with the dark.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sweating palms<br>From the endless toil<br>Of vying for warmth<br>And from clasping tightly<br>In the gnarls of the time<br>At its gravid best<br>Slewing gracefully<br>Fluidly with the sweat.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tremors of fingers<br>Daunted by the endeavor<br>Of grazing hearts<br>And handing another<br>To shutter and break<br>Swathed with hope and trust<br>To be entangled<br>Consistently, constantly<br>Forever.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Four deep crevasses<br>Between the looming fingers<br>Barren and disembogued<br>Yearning to be filled<br>Not by pity, <br>But with vestal strings<br>Coiling in the spaces<br>Feeling the frailty.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hold me.</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=471284" data-title="Guilty Hands de Norman Santos" data-description="Jagged enamels Shrilling with the pounding Of the weary heart, dithering With the whittling of the eyes Scraping the memories And clinging on the bleeding Of the benumbed scalp Callused knuckles Swelling with profound boils From rubbing each othe..."></div> </div> </div>

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