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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=514069" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Slow Death Of A Bard</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Boss asks euphemistically<br>“You’re not the same force you were once”<br>Friends demand anxiously<br>“Hey! What happened to your antics and puns? ”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He smiles at once and embraces silence! <br>What can he say of something he wishes to suppress? <br>There is always in heart, something hush, hush<br>One cannot divulge and publish</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For a pure materialist<br>This heart is a bloody pump-set<br>And for a staunch spiritualist<br>It is a holy nest where God rests</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But lo! For a frustrated bard<br>His heart is a live hearth<br>Where there is no birth or death<br>For pain, laughter, love and hatred</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Burning there are hell-fires<br>Evaporating his every dropp of tear<br>He is a static stolid volcanic cliff<br>With no hope for love and no love for life</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He is left to watch the remnant soot <br>Of his unrecognizable past <br>Writing down on his inured inner rampart, <br>Slowly, letter after letter, his suicidal note</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Soon we may hear his last melodious tune<br>When that over-burnt heart-hearth breaks open</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Sathya+Narayana">Sathya Narayana</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=514069" data-title="The Slow Death Of A Bard de Sathya Narayana" data-description="Boss asks euphemistically “You’re not the same force you were once” Friends demand anxiously “Hey! What happened to your antics and puns? ” He smiles at once and embraces silence! What can he say of something he wishes to suppress? T..."></div> </div> </div>
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