Ignition of thoughts brought trepidation
No one can wield that grim
prostration
Portal of dusky dreams shut off everybody
Only my name rises in the sundry.
Seared thoughts, bulky figures
Hitter of faults, trying to endure
Glancing around, neither sturdy nor fair
Vain excuses linger in despair.
The name covers the purity that glided
Might of hunches, solely amended
Timeless discrepancy flowing one's senses
Mark the odd name, it kills muteness.
©night_owl
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