Click in the field, then press CTRL+C to copy the HTML code
Copy
<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=471425" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>One of the Many Final Thoughts</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Aghast was the slithering road <br>Laid before your decrying sun<br>When it met the cross-road: <br>The navel of its breadth</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Its fluent lasso caught trampling<br>In the gluttonous mouth of the machine<br>That leaden every word, <br>Assuaged every agony, <br>Exacerbated every felony <br>It's a cycle: an ouroboros </div><div style="margin:10px 0">In these capacious effluence of thoughts -<br>Of two-faced forgiveness and revenge: <br>A phantasmagoria in wakefulness <br>We remain unscathed, for we are<br>Benumbed by our inner callosities <br>And our pensive sympathies withered<br>In our obstinate grip while our bones<br>Honed a new constitution in black</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Every step leads our heart<br>Into the ravine of moot point: <br>A blind mangling of cul-de-sacs<br>Eating all the misshaped endeavor<br>And we are tired and despondent<br>Burdening ourselves with punishments<br>Wrought by our inner savageness</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the loose gnarls<br>Where it is hardest to stride<br>A light may emanate<br>Like a felled seraphic wing: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Rectify these shards of armada<br>That you shaped by your supple hands<br>Now farcically slivered by its makers<br>Unmoving and rueful like all the ghosts<br>That cradled the very bequest </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Rectify yourselves, let us learn<br>From our perilous mistakes<br>Before we misconstrue the stone<br>Casted by the celestial sky<br>But let me be the departed star<br>For I am defenestrating your photographs<br>To efface my bountiful dreams<br>And I shall cloy my flecked poetry<br>With the fear you have given 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=471425" data-title="One of the Many Final Thoughts de Norman Santos" data-description="Aghast was the slithering road Laid before your decrying sun When it met the cross-road: The navel of its breadth Its fluent lasso caught trampling In the gluttonous mouth of the machine That leaden every word, Assuaged every agony, Exacerbat..."></div> </div> </div>
solid border
dashed border
dotted border
double border
groove border
ridge border
inset border
outset border
no border
blue
green
red
purple
cyan
gold
silver
black