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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=480413" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>An Elegy To The Departed Hope (At The Death Of Arfa Karim)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Did far from our selves chesty then-<br>the bias fate arise, <br>such wings had seen no soul or men, <br>did thorns and barbs comprise; <br>disguise, disguise, disguise! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">This demon bore a mournful face, <br>reflection of our deeds, <br>a question to a questioned race- <br>sorrow which figure breads; <br>proceeds, proceeds, proceeds! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">While over the lands it did fly<br>it found no prudent bone, <br>until she met its wistful eye-<br>the brightest mind that shone; <br>alone, alone, alone! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">A siren so his dive did sound, <br>while barbs did rot the air, <br>its restless feet a tremor pound, <br>and sight a restless stare; <br>unfair, unfair, unfair! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Their hollow faiths all men did bring-<br>departed prayers and spite, <br>all arms were just the songs to sing<br>no beams of holy light.<br>Oh fright! A fright, a fright! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wraith now did bodiless belong, <br>it shot its poison thorns, <br>was sheltered from all feeble songs, <br>so swept the ample mourns; <br>Oh scorns! The scorns, the scorns.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The fatal thorns hit several arts-<br>but non did lose their class, <br>just one was down -the purest heart, <br>one of the humble lass.<br>Alas! Alas! Alas! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">No remedy could now revive<br>the keenest of the spark, <br>a nations hope to forward strive<br>doused with a lasting mark.<br>Oh dark! So dark, so dark.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><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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did thorns and barbs comprise; 
disguise, disguise, disguise! 

This demon bore a mournful face, 
reflection of our deeds, 
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