The lantern was pre-lit,
dusky dawn on the glass-
the smoke turns in and out,
the burnt breath let that pass
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Like it, a great poem. May i invite you to read my new poem called, Flow Of Hate.
the presence of 'PRESENCE' is so emphatic, , difficult not to get the smell in teh dusky room where the lantern in effinate flicker makes its presence visible by teh seeing eyes of the poet, , it is difficult to bear so much of reality in this poem, it hurts, , really hurts, , , but thanx a lot, , , yr imagery is so very powerful, , , omg