My Infinity

An empty room exists on depravity 
It would flout away if it were not for gravity
For it is built of volatility
It has no strong foundation only walls of fragility 
It has no door to entre for it holds such hostility
Has neither windows nor corners of any sensibility
Has neither centre nor structural integrity
Has neither emotion nor sensibility

It is neither circular nor irregular; it is of shapeless geometry
Desolated as an old cemetery
For it is uncertainty holding on to animosity
Obscurity mingling with insanity

It is a state of man is a vast tundra in its totality
Lost with only the endless whiteness of a wintry fatality
This is my soul in its singularity
Deprived of your femininity
In a world of shadows and insatiability
Where humanity had lost all dignity
You are my integrity
My infinity
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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