<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=514454" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Crisis</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">To drill a hope in the drowned soul<br>was very difficult, <br>winds had blown away<br>the talisman.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Stress was palpable, <br>you could tear the weather with empty hands.<br>Mists had walked into the houses<br>to pick up the burning cheeks.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Man was playing with nature<br>until death time.<br>Stones piled up, <br>burning tyres on the road.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Visionaries were celebrating the all blinds<br>day, in an echo chamber_<br>and all the people were standing<br>on no-man’s-land for peaceful coexistence.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Satish+Verma">Satish Verma</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=514454" data-title="Crisis de Satish Verma" data-description="To drill a hope in the drowned soul was very difficult, winds had blown away the talisman. Stress was palpable, you could tear the weather with empty hands. Mists had walked into the houses to pick up the burning cheeks. Man was playing with n..."></div> </div> </div>

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