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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=476652" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I See You In The Eyes Of The Rain</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I see you in the eyes of the rain<br>and in the broken aspirations of the swallow <br>that hit the windowpane dead on.<br>Fire that no longer burns. <br>Water that no longer drowns. <br>Earth that no longer receives. <br>A gust of air that no one breathes. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I see you in the tender, green tendrils <br>of the wild grapevines clinging to life <br>like the last plank of a shipwrecked lifeboat <br>washed up on the shore of the moon.<br>The most bitter farewells are those <br>compelled by understanding <br>to cry a little in the open doorway <br>and leave as if there were nothing more to say. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Words lightyears beyond communication. <br>Metaphors like burning bridges <br>that never quite make it to the other side. <br>And o how gentle an eclipse comes <br>to a lover's coltish eyes <br>when it's time to say good-bye<br>and if you're a bad man, it's revenge, <br>and if you're good, it's a sacrifice. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Good-bye, get out, be gone, <br>I'll live on in my palace of lonely windows<br>like a man with class in an hourglass <br>and I'll write faceless songs <br>to the passage of time as autumn approaches. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Leave me now to the pain <br>I must wrestle with alone <br>like an angel in my way<br>that knows I don't have what it takes <br>to pull up stakes like a heretic <br>before I burn for the mistakes I made <br>on your invigilated test of love. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Once I feel like a loser again <br>I know I'm at home with myself<br>and I can feel the clouds laughing in tears <br>as I get around like rain. <br>I loved your body like a wishing well. <br>You loved my brain like an occult spell. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Three afterlives of a star, once you left me<br>holding the medicine bag of your absence, <br>I named a desolate street after you <br>like some kind of municipal gift <br>to the run down ghetto of a sub-prime heart.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My pain is consoled by my art <br>like a weather vane is comforted by the weather. <br>I ghost write the lyrics of the storm. <br>I incite riots against the norm. <br>I blood my poems like spearheads <br>in a wound that never scars the moon. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I shall be the nightwatchman <br>who makes the rounds of the zodiac <br>inspecting doors and windows <br>that are steadfastly closed to him <br>like lilies in the festering gene pools <br>of the idle rich in their bridal tents <br>spawning into money like goldfish.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I shall be an eagle at the extremity <br>of my wingspan and soar over the smoke <br>of burning cities like a cinder of freedom <br>in the eye of a failed revolution <br>and I will not lament my own extinction <br>when my starmud settles like a constellation <br>into the hearsay of bloodshot mirrors. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I will linger in precipitous heights <br>then shriek like the paper airplane of a poem <br>down on some bumptious homing pigeon<br>that was promised a comfortable flight<br>from here to there, until it was <br>snatched from the air like a pillow fight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I will do this because I can feel the glee <br>of my talons sinking into hypocrisy <br>like the three crescents of the moon <br>with an eyrie full of skeletal snakes<br>that look like a pit full of twisted combs<br>without any meat on their bones. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Liars convince. Communicators convey. <br>It isn't what I say. It's the way I say it <br>that makes all the difference to the meaning <br>that tones me like a moody chameleon <br>resonating with a tuning fork of colour <br>that flickers like a photo-op of lightning<br>trying to get a glimpse of itself in the mirror. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And then I'm an illiterate divinity student <br>with a heart as big as an orphanage <br>full of baffled pilgrims that have lost their way <br>crutching through the labyrinths of the divine<br>on a cross that walks them to the end of the line <br>like the rapture of an apocalyptic anti-climax.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I talk to God about you and she talks back <br>like a comprehensive alibi for the way things are. <br>She's got a scar as big as the smile <br>on the dark side of her face she keeps <br>turned away from me like an embarassed moon <br>she doesn't want to reveal to anyone.<br>But I can see it in the rear view mirror <br>of my infernal lucidity leading me away from her<br>like an atomic Sufi reversing my spin<br>in the charged particle field of my happy sin. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I walk on the wild side in cowboy boots <br>in a truce with the shadows of Zen<br>that says a great general may establish peace <br>but that doesn't mean he gets to enjoy it. <br>And I'm resigned to the sternness of my discipline<br>like salt to the earth, like a sail to the wind, <br>like a ferocious heart to a gentle mind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Patrick+White">Patrick White</a><div class=q>
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and in the broken aspirations of the swallow 
that hit the windowpane dead on.
Fire that no longer burns. 
Water that no longer drowns. 
Earth that no longer receives. 
A gust of air that no one breathes. 

I see ..."></div>
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