<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=515428" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Stripping to the Bones</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now me, now not, <br>a thought is always there. <br>My genes navigate on collapsing walls, <br>words, dark mind, broken dreams. <br>But thought is always there. <br>I hold on firmly to sounds, <br>voices, tongues, <br>the thought is always there.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Brain goes into a nameless friction, <br>of aimless voyage<br>I rediscover the myth and abandon the zone of thoughts. <br>Distance becomes a wailing music. <br>Sitting between the flesh and bones<br>I recognise the relic of a window.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let us dropp the years, <br>become timeless, empty and hollow.<br>Egocentric wind violates the lungs. <br>We cannot sing in praise of earth. <br>I walk through the body, <br>stripping to the bones, to find the seeds. <br>I refuse to pluck the flowers.</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=515428" data-title="Stripping to the Bones de Satish Verma" data-description="Now me, now not, a thought is always there. My genes navigate on collapsing walls, words, dark mind, broken dreams. But thought is always there. I hold on firmly to sounds, voices, tongues, the thought is always there. Brain goes into a na..."></div> </div> </div>

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