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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=471582" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Immolation</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The rotund sun slyly coveted<br>His diadem of light and warmth<br>Yonder the gnawing jagged teeth<br>Of these greedy mountain passes <br>And the days stretched without<br>The fire ball hung above the clouds<br>Of ignorance, innocence, malignance<br>So I squandered my gambling and<br>Gave up haggling with the King<br>I knelt before the oblivious sky<br>Scraping my bloodless knees<br>In the hoarse and mordant skin<br>Of the thinning ice beneath<br>Pleading for my immolation<br>So I can transcend in liberation<br>To the land of the phantoms</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The oppression to be caught<br>In a reedy ensnare of vagary<br>Underneath jealousy and abhorrence<br>A labyrinth of flustered identity<br>Is a death far more excruciating<br>From the carnal conflagration<br>It is a shackle of lightning impaling<br>And lashing to the frozen core<br>A death that will live on, bleed on<br>In the echoes of this immolation</div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;Who am I to you, lovely people? <br>I cannot see myself in those big<br>And once sincere doe-eyes.<br>I was yours, not just an accessory<br>Of what you can encompass <br>From each other's covenant.<br>But the tides washed away<br>My footprints on your shores<br>Because you walked on them<br>For they were your chalcedony, <br>And your tides, and your ebbs, <br>Your sea, your coveted jealousy. <br>Your waters heaved me too close<br>Then shoved me too far away<br>With your clashing demands<br>And a whirlpool of obfuscation.<br>It took its toll in my harried eyes<br>Because I am not a saint nor a god<br>I am just a comrade, and a misbegotten<br>Catalyst of a storm that shall fan<br>And hone your arduous appetite <br>For each other's somber ties.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who am I to you ululates a cry<br>Submerged beneath the zealous<br>And ardent hunger you have, <br>Such subliminal lust to become<br>The mighty flame of the sun—<br>Between the two of you: <br>The brawl is to undo<br>What you have become<br>From dragging me too.<br>Good riddance, to you<br>My riddled affinities.<br>So long, and may you find<br>Your separate peaces.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I chide to the bony clouds to falter<br>And thaw into a bottomless river<br>And I shall walk the void bottom<br>Of this bottomless ocean vapidly, <br>I plead for the vestiges of the night<br>To mantle a pall on my shoulders<br>And I shall carry her into the impasse<br>And there I shall limbo with the dead<br>And wistfully peel off the mordant skin<br>Of your haunting memories: doe eyes<br>And porcelain skins, lips quavering<br>Of malaises, pains, and of the dead<br>Incisiveness of trust and honesty<br>Of far-flung amities, now they seal<br>Themselves with stitches to latch<br>The demons of loathing and treachery<br>And the blood lust for this immolation.</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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His diadem of light and warmth
Yonder the gnawing jagged teeth
Of these greedy mountain passes 
And the days stretched without
The fire ball hung above the clouds
Of ignorance, innocence, malignance
So I squandered my ..."></div>
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