<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=515760" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Words Are Mine</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Blood was in season, <br>on your hands.<br>A staged encounter<br>mauling the clouds.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Into a hare, you put the lead<br>with a roar of gun<br>and sun wants his share.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Beneath the honours<br>lies the guilt<br>of a ravaged moon.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I will not walk again<br>on the bristles of power.<br>Uncanny love lies in state.</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=515760" data-title="Words Are Mine de Satish Verma" data-description="Blood was in season, on your hands. A staged encounter mauling the clouds. Into a hare, you put the lead with a roar of gun and sun wants his share. Beneath the honours lies the guilt of a ravaged moon. I will not walk again on the bristles of..."></div> </div> </div>

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