I woke up this morning
Enveloped by overwhelming feeling
Of being left behind
In a jungle of calamities
Which my father land has become
Dehydrated of every positive mood
Which gives way to the gnawing feelings
Of emptiness of unquantifiable loss
This nightmare refuses to go away
Rather it continues to concretize
The feelings of disillusionment
As strange happenings keep assaulting our sensibilities
Truth stands on its head
And sets no one free
Rather it pushes us down the road of
Perpetual loss of whatever makes us human
When confronted with potential,
assume the obligation to relieve.
One simple act of kindness,
will attain far more than you can believe.
Take each day as an opportunity,
to excel in your own personal growth.
Increase your personal economy,
perpetrate and indulge with a moral oath.
We are all accountable,
detoxify the audacity of man.
The incompetence of measure,
delete from your daily plan.
Concretize a new expectation,
in your quotidian life.
Imagine then achieve,
pardon wrongdoing and alleviate strife.
She said concretize
and her vocabulary
Typified my desire
for words
amorously.
Then I came
across boondoggle
and thought
hell no,
Not me
feed me every
word in your
dictionary
take me from
dilettante
to fait-accompli
Make me the greatest
of all time
if only in my mind
Her tongue
can use my mind
indiscriminately
to the point
of confessing
Ooo, I like that
and all manners
of Freudian slips
Her words
produce
bitten bottom lips
She is the ..it.
In this hope
Where nobody survives
In this place
Where babies wither
And die
All I ever wanted to know
All I ever wondered
About
Disappeared upon your kiss
That last illusion
In
The Wontry Winter of
Why
Fever spreads
Takes another
Victim
And the castle
Can't protect you
Can’t
Stop the slide
The race never
Ends
A futile search for
Infinity
In places that
Eat you
Alive
Pass the salt
Place it inside
The wound
Try to
Smile
While your blood burns
Blisters
Within its
Tortured
Tomb
Now
Ask the question
Where did it go?
Ask the question
A million times
And
You
Will
Never
Know
In this poem
Where thoughts melt
Before they
Concretize
In this life
Where true meaning
Is rarely
Realized
All I ever wanted to know
All I ever wondered
About
Disappeared upon your kiss
That last illusion
In
The Wontry Winter of
Why