<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=485883" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Anti-thesis....</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">i wake up again<br>and the usual feeling is there<br>when everyone in the house<br>are still dreaming<br>in sleep</div><div style="margin:10px 0">this is the unholy hour<br>of the arrival of words<br>but i must oblige<br>for i am nothing but <br>a servant of<br>syllables</div><div style="margin:10px 0">this is a pond of darkness<br>and i am the only fish<br>here<br>communing with moss</div><div style="margin:10px 0">this is the moment of my blooming<br>i am the flower<br>that blooms at dawn<br>and wilts again<br>at the first hour of your<br>morning</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and so what you see<br>at your doorstep is another <br>untimely death</div><div style="margin:10px 0">when the rest just open their eyes<br>when the first ray of the sun lands on the eyelash<br>there i am<br>back to bed<br>captured by the hands of dreams<br>lost in transition</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and those who see me <br>shake their heads<br>thinking there is something wrong with this man<br>always running against time<br>against the sun<br>amidst the storm<br>and the flood<br>a bad sight of a rock<br>in the middle of the raging waters</div><div style="margin:10px 0">but shall i worry then<br>when i am half-dead in bed<br>so silent like the sands<br>lost now in my man made stars<br>inside the secret<br>labyrinths of my own mind</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=485883" data-title="Anti-thesis.... de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="i wake up again and the usual feeling is there when everyone in the house are still dreaming in sleep this is the unholy hour of the arrival of words but i must oblige for i am nothing but a servant of syllables this is a pond of darkness and i..."></div> </div> </div>

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