Tonight The Mist Poem by Naveed Akram

Tonight set in misty and silent,
Till my knuckles tingled, and our fixtures
Stepped into wildness.
Through mud the wilderness did spread,
Knocked from the edges with escape,
A garden-gate tossed its light
With the strangulation of the night-time.

I have this night with awesome eyes
After it shook with inhospitality that defended
The souls that partook and displayed their obvious
Call, one just pillar boils for deserving
The reality of a day of the night.
The earth was hard to remove the chain,
Killing some of you, keeping some of you,
With handles the cup was drained,
An inebriated soul was plundering the days
Of the robberies.