Fires of night burn shedding warmth
yet my sleepless nights cause me unrest
I am in the midst of an ongoing nightmare
Dust, bloodshed and ink void of purpose
upon these wrinkled-blank pages
fill my heart with tones of discord
History is forming its reality about me
although I seem to have no control of self
I may choose to see otherwise
I have no more words left to express
for my feelings are now darkened
this horrific nightmare engulfs me
Coldness within lights no fire
even though these mountains
bring forth shivering and pain
Anointed by fire, ablaze in burning misery
my ashes are sown upon this mountain
a graveyard I leave as my legacy
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HAUNTINGLY, STELLAR PENNING, KATHUP...LOVE YOUR SLANT TO THE ABSTRACT...MY TYPE OF VERSE....HAVEN'T SEEN YOU ON-LINE LATELY...GOOD TO SEE YOU TODAY''''''''''''''''''''FJR