<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=514652" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Fever Rising</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">What is the thing of poverty, <br>of frozen pain, <br>fury under the snow, <br>between fire and rain? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">You come on the surface<br>to breathe, douse with petrol<br>and show off a flame. A slum of emotions<br>burns with rage.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The masses in the garden<br>play with a fountain. The screams<br>bloom into a scam. A dead blue peace, <br>except the tears obscene.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am in fear. The pillow was used<br>to choke the enemy.The ripples were<br>spreading. Wheels were broken. A child<br>in a womb cries.</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=514652" data-title="Fever Rising de Satish Verma" data-description="What is the thing of poverty, of frozen pain, fury under the snow, between fire and rain? You come on the surface to breathe, douse with petrol and show off a flame. A slum of emotions burns with rage. The masses in the garden play with a fo..."></div> </div> </div>

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