<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=485056" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A statement about art & friendship</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It is the friendship that she carries well <br>On summer day </div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the writing workshop <br>She wins their hearts </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When she is asked to read her poems <br>Or say, show her masterpiece </div><div style="margin:10px 0">She merely smiles <br>Her friendship is her piece her only masterpiece </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her smile is her only word written on <br>Her face </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And they all say it is enough <br>A smile can save the world </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But I beg to disagree <br>A smile cannot save me </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Last night i wrote a poem written <br>With my blood as ink on my face </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The angst on my crumpled paper <br>And they ask me to read my poem </div><div style="margin:10px 0">This afternoon when everyone <br>Is tired and irritated </div><div style="margin:10px 0">My turn, I think, I decide to give them my smile <br>Like her friendship, my compromise </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I get their approval and I think <br>It is her friendship that kills </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Literature that suppressed art <br>It started with Mona Lisa, now it </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Will always be, perhaps, the scream <br>Must die, popularity does not like it. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I know I have to cry alone <br>In my room and make my own kind of literature. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Someday the world may find it and love it <br>Sorrow is suppressed and happiness is fabricated </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Friendship has always been politics <br>And art is hidden in compromises </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Only to come out later and too late <br>The people will say, “we all love this one! ”</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</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=485056" data-title="A statement about art & friendship de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="It is the friendship that she carries well On summer day In the writing workshop She wins their hearts When she is asked to read her poems Or say, show her masterpiece She merely smiles Her friendship is her piece her only masterpiece ..."></div> </div> </div>

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