<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=515286" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Rocks And Skulls</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was like spidural<br>dry crumbs of silence descending, <br>a still born sun popped out<br>through a raw hoematoma: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">mountain was guilty of something, <br>it changed its mood and started<br>talking to clouds until the sky<br>turned crimson. The fountains had</div><div style="margin:10px 0">a question for the bald owls, who under<br>the lidless eyes, always carried a massage<br>of colossal waste after the unholy<br>dinner. I know your glory was beckoning</div><div style="margin:10px 0">to unflesh the bones in mass grave<br>of winged seeds who died in unsewn <br>pods of violence. I have still not come to<br>terms with the neck high milkless gaze.</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=515286" data-title="Rocks And Skulls de Satish Verma" data-description="It was like spidural dry crumbs of silence descending, a still born sun popped out through a raw hoematoma: mountain was guilty of something, it changed its mood and started talking to clouds until the sky turned crimson. The fountains had a ..."></div> </div> </div>

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