<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=471715" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>White</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">These stark and sterile corridors, <br>These immaculate walls and floors<br>Of lambent amnesia and senile senses<br>Could only beckon the onset of oblivion</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In these gray rooms, the shade of the sun<br>Cannot fecundate the insensate gloom<br>Our slivers linger on like echoes of chortles<br>And simpering rolls of tears amidst the smoke</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The wind howls through the windows<br>And the forgetful floor and gregarious fortifications<br>Basked into its inebriated brawl dumbly<br>Forgetting the lofty pillars that once surrounds me</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The shadow mused the prancing beacons<br>And confound it to the ephemeral joie de vivre<br>Because there is nothing left to be done<br>But to mourn in the incarceration of the self</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I apologize for ripping the golden manacles<br>And for bleeding from its sharp and gelid grip<br>And for washing the streak of sunlight<br>That plastered the lackadaisical walls</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The guilt oppresses me, far more than oblivion<br>Because I love who we were, I miss who we were<br>But we will never be complete again<br>In a house of white-phantom corridors</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=471715" data-title="White de Norman Santos" data-description="These stark and sterile corridors, These immaculate walls and floors Of lambent amnesia and senile senses Could only beckon the onset of oblivion In these gray rooms, the shade of the sun Cannot fecundate the insensate gloom Our slivers linger o..."></div> </div> </div>

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