<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=515218" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Prometheus? Mon Frere? ?</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why you think of reversing the wheels<br>when life has stopped moving? <br>The time has fled from your hands<br>and settled on the body of death.<br>You are not intact and whole inside.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where the path betrayed us? <br>Broken windows let in the dirt, smut and<br> heat.<br>The winter will be harsh, barren and cold<br>One by one swallows have departed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The pain in neck does not go<br>an astringent blast overpowers<br>you become giddy, stagger for a while<br>and then become blind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Your tragedy is mine, we suffer<br>for the sake of light.</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=515218" data-title="Prometheus? Mon Frere? ? de Satish Verma" data-description="Why you think of reversing the wheels when life has stopped moving? The time has fled from your hands and settled on the body of death. You are not intact and whole inside. Where the path betrayed us? Broken windows let in the dirt, smut and ..."></div> </div> </div>

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