Posted by: Ron DuBour | April 26, 2015

Cindering Hell~by Norman Wilson



Cindering Hell

The bonfires of hell rise
From the red flames of desires
Where hearts burn forever
In the black caldrons of fire

She rages on the wild winds
From rooftop to rooftop
Flashing a firestorm of ire
Before her marauding stops

A forest lay in charcoal waste
Given to a cinereous grave
Where she traps fifteen souls
That coward in her fiery wave

They were the drunken huntsmen
That stirred her deadly blaze
Awaking her from the dark-side
Leaving a woodland in soot and haze

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