Blown embers crackling

A soul burning in hell

Of falling and burning

In shape and in sense

Than an act of love

To live for above and beyond

The sky which is strange

The present lives to show

She is trying to explore

Future is an invention

Waiting there Staring

Emptily at her empty life

In gasp air in a bombed city

Feeling the sensation

The thought of living

For the sole dream

Down to its dregs

She realizes that alien

As this stranger is to hem

There’s little else

A rich nostalgia

And understand doubtful

She cocks her ears

There’s mere loneliness

Licked by flames

Mares neighing and

Deeper down

Save a racing heart

In the unending pursuit

Of a livelihood

How bending deforms

In the mirror

The void has blanched

The view of memory

Not withstanding

How dear to her

A glorified dream