<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=514575" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Echo</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">He refused to yield, <br>and the stars were burning hot.<br>Night was foggy, and the moon was hiding.<br>His white, shriveled hands<br>held the center of gravity.<br>Obsessively he anchored himself<br>in the muddled egos and bleeding knives.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Somebody was shouting that the legend<br>was a big fake.<br>The pardon will not work. Death was<br>still sleeping. They were searching <br>the saboteur when the sun went down.<br>Winds were in coma.<br>The ink rolled back from the warrant.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Two faces of pain, right and wrong, <br>fear and agony, all were him.<br>He had nothing to hide, nothing to declare.<br>Walked away in the high tide<br>in raining abuses, in hurting slogans, <br>and found his past, buried deep<br>in the ravines, where only the echo comes back.</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=514575" data-title="Echo de Satish Verma" data-description="He refused to yield, and the stars were burning hot. Night was foggy, and the moon was hiding. His white, shriveled hands held the center of gravity. Obsessively he anchored himself in the muddled egos and bleeding knives. Somebody was shouting ..."></div> </div> </div>

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