A Hill of Lightning, Stone, and Willpower

Upon a hill of lighting stone and will power.

A wild flower sits nestled.

Fighting the cold for hours and hours... 

This speck of warmth grows sapped of power, and with sour thoughts it folds inward to find shine. 

For sunlight is gone today, no end in sight.

 Wrought with rot this fantasy of fallacy unbalancing me sought a higher mire to be mucked in.

 Stuck within a daily allowance of lies that I have no control over, it's a slower burning binge watch desire.

 A road outta this... 

But stuck up on the daily grind outta this...

 Sapped and lauded with no way outta this...

But looking for a way outta this.

 A slave keeping a promise to mark laid way graves of penned hopefulness.

 A grave mistake paved the way

Shifting through rosy bliss and mopey rage.

 Grit was all I had left when taking her last hits of severed sipped rips of breath.

 Of her death...

 Of her cherry-dipped head...

 I couldn't take it, the scary rippling of guessing games and riddle stages set for pages in a book.

 A hook for aging winks in a look.

 I couldn't guess the mist that would overtake my loom, leave it dripping and sopping, unable to spin the roof over my head.

 No longer edged, but couldn't take the bled wishing anymore.

 I feel dead...

 Like the withered look she slithered my way upon sovereign days of departed ways...

Lead to the fire for chilling praise...

This game of hellish desire we play.

Author's Note

Cherries...

Reviews

[Abhishek Asthana]

the way the willpower has been showcased, it increases the potentiality of lines... the combination of your high-voltage imagery power and choice of words made a difference...we guys should clap just to welcome this kind of write... amazing one silente sir :)

[Chase Dylan]

Haha, amazing review, like always... you make me feel quite appreciated... (Also big-headed, a bit of that as well...) Thanks so much, Abhishek...

[Cecelia A. Green]

The ending line was really great. I liked "No longer edged, but couldn't take the bled wishing anymore.
 I feel dead..." too.

[Chase Dylan]

I feel really great upon reading your praise... Thanks so much...

[Cecelia A. Green]

you're welcome!

[MsJewel]

Brilliant wording - I love so many lines it is impossible to pick my favorite. You have an amazing talent. :) Julie

[Chase Dylan]

Thanks, Jewel, I appreciate it muchly... No need to pick, heh, enjoy them all at pace...

[Sami Khalil]

"with sour thoughts it folds inward to find shine.
For sunlight is gone today, no end in sight.
Wrought with rot this fantasy of fallacy unbalancing me"

[Chase Dylan]

You have nailed my personal favorite line... Brilliant eye...

[Sami Khalil]

::::))))..........

[Sami Khalil]

" A grave mistake paved the way
Shifting through rosy bliss and mopey rage.
Grit was all I had left when taking her last hits of severed sipped rips of breath.
Of her death..."

[Chase Dylan]

Of her cherry-dipped head... Heh... Glad you liked it...

[Sami Khalil]

::::)))))).......

[Sami Khalil]

I like this poem so much. I need to read it over and over to enjoy it all. Keep them coming...:).............

[Chase Dylan]

... I am floored you not only noticed this, but seem to like it so much... You are an absolute inspiration... Def' my favorite writer on this site I have found thus far... Thanks, Sam... Very much thank you...

[Sami Khalil]

Wow. You are most welcome. I feel grateful...::::))))

[Chase Dylan]

I am the grateful one...