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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=471638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To The Man of Multitude</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">In a jet black guise<br>With the patina of bold vying<br>You are the nighttime sky, <br>You are the fathoms of the pit, <br>And the quintessence of the labyrinth<br>Is within the scars of the manacles<br>That had marred the luster<br>Of your candor vision<br>But the lurking predators<br>In the fringes of your capitulating flame<br>Could never halt nor corrupt<br>The spangling splendor<br>Draped in the jet black guise.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I've seen you knead against the quakes<br>Sullied by the caustic impalement<br>Of a sardonic rebellion<br>To oust the dexterous entanglement<br>In a cajoling bereavement<br>But more than this, I have seen<br>You eruditely build lofty sentries<br>That divulges a binary path<br>For a tatterdemalion comrade<br>And yonder what I've seen, I had unfurled<br>A gyroscope of chances<br>Within your vestal core<br>Dabbing with its own remedy</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Amidst the clangors and vexation<br>You remained resolute<br>To your sheering honesty<br>And it had baffled me<br>When you said you were reticent<br>For in each of your gutters<br>You propel your own current<br>Like a stern windmill<br>Looming amidst the mayhem<br>And the slapstick charades<br>Never delude in their consoles<br>For your sifting sagacity<br>Possessed an intrepid heart</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You are a savant owl<br>Of enigmatic marquetry<br>Who had witnessed surfeit requiems<br>Of thousand floundering souls<br>Like that of a comely soul<br>Educed into a comely man, <br>Or like that of a lone lion; <br>And the sooty plumes<br>Of your subterfuge<br>Is just as enthusing as<br>The struggling vagabond<br>Beneath the puissant wings<br>And the labyrinthine eyes</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I'll keep you in my loins; <br>A chanting spell against<br>The beguiling of the sirens<br>For you are teeming <br>With codes and keys<br>To a profound sublimation<br>Of verve and valiancy<br>Inside a prolix prose<br>Where I had found myself<br>Slurring in the eddies<br>But buoyed and riveted<br>In the esoteric resilience</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mount the insuperable gorge, <br>And I shall heave your lissome string<br>So you could set of far, adroit kite<br>And I wouldn't be cumbersome<br>In the blear of your frescoes<br>But if you could seize me<br>Please, let your winds ferry me<br>For you are so many! <br>That sometimes, my oppression envy, <br>And a moniker is not apt<br>For your puissant authenticity<br>Carry on, brother! <br>You're a man of multitude.</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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With the patina of bold vying
You are the nighttime sky, 
You are the fathoms of the pit, 
And the quintessence of the labyrinth
Is within the scars of the manacles
That had marred the luster
Of your candor vision
But the lurk..."></div>
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