<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=514731" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>God Was Bleeding</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">And now the pain wants me to speak, <br>the words, but I wanted to listen<br>like winds and keep back the thoughts.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I refused to move from the scene.<br>God was bleeding<br>and his dolls were strewn around <br>on marble floor<br>broken, dismembered.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No tree was safe now.<br>The sky had cracked, <br>off the light. I cannot reach.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The dark thing shoves in, <br>from a precipice, I am falling, <br>falling! <br>The pomegranate blossoms? <br>Where are they? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am not afraid of a terrorist.<br>I fear more of the shape<br>of the humanoid eyes<br>they are red, very red!</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=514731" data-title="God Was Bleeding de Satish Verma" data-description="And now the pain wants me to speak, the words, but I wanted to listen like winds and keep back the thoughts. I refused to move from the scene. God was bleeding and his dolls were strewn around on marble floor broken, dismembered. No tree was s..."></div> </div> </div>

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