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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=471455" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Post Scripts of Remembering</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">My mouth is full of rues<br>and my hunger is unstilted<br>My taste is chagrined<br>but as I look at you, <br>your luminous fist aloft<br>like a torch inviting moths<br>cadenced in propelling plight, <br>I can only ask for more</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My emaciated wrists<br>and paunch contending<br>wager against these shackles<br>like how you've taught me<br>when the tides are high<br>and the sky is low</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The building shades obscure<br>the shadows walking my path<br>and the bleared dusk behind<br>because my darkness is devoured<br>by the memory of your light</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the heraldry of trees, <br>like rivaling monarchies, <br>the seed that you planted<br>in my vociferous laments<br>is still the grandest -<br>its shade was once my citadel, <br>its resilience was my armada, <br>until it uprooted itself<br>and left a poisoned fruit<br>but its vines remained <br>forging on the sieves of the lattices<br>of our devised finitude</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We are the architects of our<br>blue world and red esplanades, <br>but the farfetched erosion of the palette<br>is wielded with adamant obduracy<br>painting unconquered bridges<br>and torching its saturation<br>and with my insufficiency of conduits<br>I watched them topple and<br>evanesce with them to infinity</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You and your ephemeral graze<br>is still trespassing<br>my unfenced soliloquy<br>and my daily equinox</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You and your embrace<br>is still the scaffold<br>that gave me euthanasia<br>when death pleaded<br>and it's still my best death</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I tinker myriads of false-pretense<br>like clouds titivating my forlorn abyss<br>riveted in my roofless skies</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For I do not only remember you<br>I remember every infinitesimal thing<br>even the deadlocked wishes, <br>even you remembering me<br>in the distant yesterday<br>until remembering <br>is the only post script left.</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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and my hunger is unstilted
My taste is chagrined
but as I look at you, 
your luminous fist aloft
like a torch inviting moths
cadenced in propelling plight, 
I can only ask for more

My emaciated wrists
and paunch contendin..."></div>
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