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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=480411" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Hopeless Being.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh Lord! Before in hell forsake, <br>dreams do remove from all the men; <br>strip them, their hope away do take, <br>or shall in hell rebel again.<br> <br>The dreams I dream they aren't mine, <br>but of that learner courting hope, <br>at nightfall are a humble shrine, <br>in peaceful slumber envelop.<br>do in sleep obscure visions come, <br>while vulnerable am I whole, <br>the hostile sights my heart do thrum, <br>in mixed melody is my soul; <br>their beauty what does signify, <br>and those faces that are ne'er real! <br>Now do our breaths they dignify<br>or do negate all -that we feel.<br>Is poor most a dreamless being, <br>with flightless nights and yearnings sour, <br>his curse is a mind of stable seeing, <br>disowning growth forevermore.<br>Isn't useless hope that ne'er pays, <br>is present yet as thin as air, <br>though in the eye it always stays, <br>but to the reason seldom there; <br>these drinks of dreams I do condemn, <br>but life and death come from this cup, <br>I might have given up on them, <br>but will they ever give me up.<br> <br>R.N.Khan, © 2012</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Raja+Nosherwan">Raja Nosherwan</a><div class=q>
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dreams do remove from all the men; 
strip them, their hope away do take, 
or shall in hell rebel again.
 
The dreams I dream they aren't mine, 
but of that learner courting hope, 
at nightfall are a humble shrine,..."></div>
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