<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=493670" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>That Pigeon</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tony just brought<br>a pigeon<br>in his house <br>put it in a cage and<br>feed it <br>some grains<br>beside a bowl of<br>water</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Every night since then<br>i cannot sleep<br>hearing always the sound<br>of a sobbing woman<br>grieving</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i keep telling myself<br>that it is just<br>a pigeon temporarily<br>adopting to a momentary loss<br>of her freedom</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Horrible nights<br>lots of horrible nights<br>the sounds of groaning griefs<br>are penetrating the walls of my mind</div><div style="margin:10px 0">until one day<br>the pigeon died and Tony buried it<br>beside his house<br>now the pebbles are giving me<br>the silence of the dead<br>the air is so quiet<br>looking at an empty cage</div><div style="margin:10px 0">somehow i feel guilty<br>not about the pigeon but about Tony<br>well, the story is quite long<br>what business do i have there? <br>last night i was thinking<br>what if it was Tony who died <br>and the pigeon went out of that cage<br>and buried him there<br>beside that lonely house? <br>shall i not hear the grieving sounds of<br>that pigeon again?</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=493670" data-title="That Pigeon de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="Tony just brought a pigeon in his house put it in a cage and feed it some grains beside a bowl of water Every night since then i cannot sleep hearing always the sound of a sobbing woman grieving i keep telling myself that it is just a pigeon t..."></div> </div> </div>

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