<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=515415" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Stoning</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A weeping willow was telling<br>a trove of memories, <br>for an ancient provenance<br>where the lake sleeps.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why the sheen of water brings out<br>ephemerality of ‘if’. You want to<br>take a holy dip, never to come up again<br>in the throes of birth and death.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And waves, why they clap when they<br>are hooked up with the winds? Was it<br>to marry the sky? I am counting<br>the stars fallen to the street.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Back to the moon in skunk night<br>of slimming curves and opulent<br>nose for a ride in bed, sorting out<br>the remaining stones.</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=515415" data-title="Stoning de Satish Verma" data-description="A weeping willow was telling a trove of memories, for an ancient provenance where the lake sleeps. Why the sheen of water brings out ephemerality of ‘if’. You want to take a holy dip, never to come up again in the throes of birth and death. ..."></div> </div> </div>

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