<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=580958" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Turned Out As A Wind</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">it was not known when, <br>but a gentle wind was blown here<br>puffed up with a lot of care<br>that would reflect someone's pain.<br>catching the hands of feet-burnt shadows<br>brought them back to the spread of shades.<br>a tree with fits of anger<br>was given a pat on the shoulder</div><div style="margin:10px 0">buzzed and howled a swarm of flies<br>in the reddened eyes of a baby-cow.<br>they had made a meal of eyes<br>ere the flies were driven off by the wind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the wind has fanned a mother who stews some tar<br>and an half-burnt baby too.<br>a blind man<br>who had scratched and scratched<br>and turned out insane, <br>stoned at the wind too.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">once more wind was blown in disguise<br>as a word that spoken soft.<br>reached the shelter of cracking fireworks<br>but to put out the flaming fire, <br>caught in the flame<br>and charred and backed off.<br>kissed and kissed on the hoods of brooks<br>with swollen glands of small-pox pus, <br>and fell down fainted in a fatigue.<br>crows and cats of market places<br>took their turn to pick their shares<br>while this wind was ablaze with blue.<br>if you were a gentle wind<br>if i werte a gentle wind<br>we could've wiped out<br>the sweat of wind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Chayamsu+V+R">Chayamsu V R</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=580958" data-title="Turned Out As A Wind de Chayamsu V R" data-description="it was not known when, but a gentle wind was blown here puffed up with a lot of care that would reflect someone's pain. catching the hands of feet-burnt shadows brought them back to the spread of shades. a tree with fits of anger was given a pat ..."></div> </div> </div>

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