<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=471512" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Stalemate Exodus</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">In gradients of gray<br>I reckon of euphony<br>the savory verdigris<br>titillating my defunct compass<br>coaxing me to move<br>as the leaves fall to senescence<br>with a hapless acquiescence</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This silence feigns resilience<br>mourning for the rotting sequence<br>and the stifling emptiness<br>alchemically transmutes to gold<br>but the rusting chains can't deny<br>the nursed grievance inside<br>the pangs of my vault</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The chains of despondence<br>kept me incarcerated <br>in this haunted quagmire -<br>a cellar of wrongness<br>and lucid phantasms<br>once was my heart</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For every time I try<br>to mount a ladder's stave<br>I slip into the venoms<br>of slithering snakes<br>I guess I am bound<br>to this squalid love -<br>always clandestine behind<br>a brambly foliage<br>because to love <br>in times of darkness<br>is to love in love and death</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My mangled hand <br>leans on this cul-de-sac<br>too brave to squander in death<br>but too afraid for suicide<br>and with my morality suspended<br>in an open putrefaction<br>I will futilely wait<br>for your healing hands<br>or your raging destruction, <br>an exodus of vicissitude -<br>fall on the winter of our discontent<br>or succumb to the cycle.</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=471512" data-title="Stalemate Exodus de Norman Santos" data-description="In gradients of gray I reckon of euphony the savory verdigris titillating my defunct compass coaxing me to move as the leaves fall to senescence with a hapless acquiescence This silence feigns resilience mourning for the rotting sequence and the ..."></div> </div> </div>

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