<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=492478" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Repost Pn A Memory</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the world was new, I could not relate<br>To the loneliness of the song with you, <br>The colors of its sounds were too vibrant, <br> mostly red<br>And orange, and the coolness of green<br>Preoccupied my eyes to almost everything.<br>I was not interested perhaps, <br>I was too busy listening to something else.<br>My hands are crazy.<br>You did not mind of course.<br>You wait to the<br>Slit of a new opening where you think that soon<br>I will understand. I was moving here and there<br>Like a pendulum<br>Under the principle of pleasure. Both of my hands<br>Are holding on to something that I can easily<br>Give up and then feel nothing. The craze of letting<br>Things go and then forget and then embracing<br>Something new again. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is something <br>However that is meant to stay that when it is gone, <br>You go with it and then you are lost.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is this certain sadness with you that lingers<br>Like a very lonely song. Everyday it plays itself<br>Like a bird alone on a twig. It does not go away and<br>Enthralls me and then after it has unloaded all<br>The beauty of its notes, how it pleased my ears<br>It stays unmoved and then keeps on its<br>Chosen position until darkness hovers in<br>Like a blanket to its black beak. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is this silence<br>That stares and then tells you its name<br>Honestly<br>The syllables of which sound very much like yours.<br>You know where it lives and so you do not bothe</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=492478" data-title="Repost Pn A Memory de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="When the world was new, I could not relate To the loneliness of the song with you, The colors of its sounds were too vibrant, mostly red And orange, and the coolness of green Preoccupied my eyes to almost everything. I was not interested perhap..."></div> </div> </div>

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