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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=570205" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>~red~</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oaths made in broken promises<br>Get always red as they grow old<br>Fluffy vanilla sky whispers to me<br>the red land of possibilities<br>That you are as always mine<br>Clad in clouds of red chiffon<br>flying moving intertwined in my dreams<br>And dreams of fairy telling story of a fairy<br>In strings of a smile's guitar<br>Lips blushing ballads of love in red red cherries<br>Sometimes red in hatred clouds hit each other<br>in words à plaisir <br>Sounds in clarinets mocking each other, rhythm <br>of a patch-up ukulele, trumpets singing our tempers<br>mood swings jingling in tambourines<br>Mortal and melodious</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet my eyes are red<br>for i see only red in roses<br>they are still red with the tears you shed for me<br>Tears of a saxophone is all i can smell<br>But i do not have enough red running in my veins<br>let me now sail away from your dreams causing nights so sleepless<br>I want to bite my night with your silent nightmare<br>and time's turtle ship be sailing in your eyes<br>Now you are the only one whom for i feel <br>yes to be a heart <br>A heart full of questions where only shadows are but answers<br>Now crows caw my morning red<br>As i heave you in breath of a red tea in a red cup<br>croissants, fromage and crotons only sharpen <br>the instrument to devour<br>But silence of time has to write so many untold stories<br>in wrinkles and blurred eyes, blemishes on skin<br>and may be walks ambulatory<br>bringing a procession of dead hopes<br>for my red to hush in white curtail like you</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let my last words oscillate<br>from the time we started until the time unknown to us another<br>So that when i scale the drapes of your sky so blue<br>inside your mouth so silent so long so high<br>then i can only say this world is really green<br>After your blues are served in my red<br>red balloons containing the breath of my life<br>remaining or what remained.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Amit+Ray">Amit Ray</a><div class=q>
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Get always red as they grow old
Fluffy vanilla sky whispers to me
the red land of possibilities
That you are as always mine
Clad in clouds of red chiffon
flying moving intertwined in my dreams
And dreams of fairy tell..."></div>
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