<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=514866" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Individually</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">That roasting night<br>when honeyed moon hung high<br>weaving a humming sound<br>I spoke to clouds.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It happens every night, <br>when smoke rises to discover the pain<br>of a falling star.<br>I start making a god from earth and water.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The colors will come from golden tears<br>and eaten heart.<br>From wooden legs and black widows, <br>from an embattled dream.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The day rises with the mute songs<br>of unread thoughts.<br>You reach your otherself<br>by a back door of hunger.</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=514866" data-title="Individually de Satish Verma" data-description="That roasting night when honeyed moon hung high weaving a humming sound I spoke to clouds. It happens every night, when smoke rises to discover the pain of a falling star. I start making a god from earth and water. The colors will come from gol..."></div> </div> </div>

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