Click in the field, then press CTRL+C to copy the HTML code
<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=471696" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Wall Engulfed By Shy Flowers</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is a rendezvous with flamboyance - <br>a stillness gilded by the peace of detachment<br>as tacit as the uncurling of moonflowers<br>when the night sprawls on her divan<br>and raises her goblet to the distant stars - <br>and he alone, in his howling dungeons, can <br>usurp the esoteric grandiosity in malcontent</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Everything is intimate and close<br>in the sterile skin of your vulnerability -<br>the drifting autumn wind, the lifted eyelids, <br>the dancing lips, the glaring waltzing feet<br>But in your soliloquy - unraveling threads <br>that strangulates your recuperating breaths, <br>your swallowed words raving in the dark<br>fanning the embers of your glassy heart<br>the spurious tides of the oceans crash<br>into a lull amidst your redundant tremors<br>and everything sink into the unfathomable</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is an agog pleasure basking in<br>the immensity of monastic pendulums, whilst<br>the world gyrated in blurs and drifting lights<br>where the perfume of bliss passes above<br>the stagnant wind sculling our little breaths<br>the montage reels in the infinitesimal gilts<br>elsewhere held from the malingerers </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is an effulgent hymn immersed deep<br>in the cacophony of the world's manifold rhythms<br>like cathedral bells trembling from the hollows<br>that echoed through the gold insularity, <br>like a siren scintillating in the furnace of the sea<br>a charade, a riddle, born by loquacious maladies</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the pastels are pillaged to a halt, <br>when the only judge is the frost and fog, <br>when solace is the thief of the endless night, <br>he indulges into a dance and a song -<br>A fire burns underneath his sole and <br>a lilt titillates from his lifted susurrations<br>and reticence was eroding with the embers<br>whilst loneliness burns like red roses<br>and the web of bridges suspended above</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The clockwork salutes fell unbeknownst<br>into a bottomless ocean of rigmaroles unto<br>the fusillade of your silence - a salient armada, <br>a sentry amidst the collapsing of confusion, <br>a terse bridge that burns with inner caliginosity, <br>a bulwark adamant wall that makes no echoes, <br>a flower awakening in the oppression of sleep; <br>Because your bland insinuation is more colossal<br>than the petulant beauty of many garden larcenies</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The reticence you wore like paper petals are frail<br>vanguards that hones your puissant indifference - <br>Play along the farce, come soundless like a thief, <br>lean on your citadels, dance with the shadows <br>riveted on your walls and cringe only to intensify <br>the grandiosity of your gray shabby heavens; <br>Wallflower, sing. Wallflower, dance, <br>Wallflower, cringe. Wallflower writhe.</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=471696" data-title="Wall Engulfed By Shy Flowers de Norman Santos" data-description="There is a rendezvous with flamboyance - 
a stillness gilded by the peace of detachment
as tacit as the uncurling of moonflowers
when the night sprawls on her divan
and raises her goblet to the distant stars - 
and he alone, in his howling dungeon..."></div>
</div>
</div>