<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=545960" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Autumn On Parade</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Autumn in nature and autumn in our faces.<br>The sultry breeze enfeebles, the glowering sun<br>Oppresses the ailing spirit in our breasts,<br>Shrivels the life trembling among the twigs of a poplar.<br>The yellow colours twirl in the final dance,<br>(A frantic desire of leaves dying one by one).<br>Our joys, passions, our ultimate desires<br>Fall and are trampled in the autumn mud. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">An oak tree, reflected in the tears of heaven,<br>Tosses and bleeds in gigantic passion.<br>'To live! I want to live!' - it fights for breath,<br>Piercing the storm with cries of grief. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The horizon, drowned in fog, joins in<br>The lamentation. In prayer dejected fruit trees<br>Fold imploring branches - but in vain, they know.<br>Tomorrow they will die... Is there nowhere hope? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The eye is saddened. Saddened, too, the heart<br>At the hour of death, when silent fall the veins<br>And from the grave to the highest heavens soar<br>Despairing cries of long-unheeded pain. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Autumn in nature and autumn in our faces.<br>Moan, desires, offspring of poverty,<br>Groan in lamentation, bewail the corpses,<br>That adorn this autumn among the withered branches.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Migjeni">Migjeni</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=545960" data-title="Autumn On Parade de Migjeni" data-description="Autumn in nature and autumn in our faces. The sultry breeze enfeebles, the glowering sun Oppresses the ailing spirit in our breasts, Shrivels the life trembling among the twigs of a poplar. The yellow colours twirl in the final dance, (A frantic d..."></div> </div> </div>

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