Flicker

The broken cloak and the caressing damsel. pink powder of her face dissolves.. the tress over her bling white top..Gone, gone, gone.  . Persona and the sanguinary feel laced up to her thighs. Toppling the empty space between the two..Human earth now got a aggrandise burden as if it hurt  the fragile hands..Splattering though out on the sleeping evening. laden personified with the truth. luminous excluding griping of the human cry. The water dwells pseudo transformation and queries that flickers the human visionary.. herald the clichéd aqua carnival.. the barren earth feels contrite but poor she .... . the brimming up shadow to the call of dusk ..bleeding poems from the crust of mother earth womb.. the awareness of silence. the exuding carnivals with the dying sun. The fragrance  of nocturnal hours with the petrichor. swifter and pervading tardy. beckoning the divinity to grace it with a clandestine love...

LITHE

revealing the peculiarity sans with the dreadlocks infused with tales. The passage to the urban acreage where he is all parched to stride upon. canvassing visage in respond to troubadour. Poring deep down the cult of oestrogen in females. The sensually fabricated torso rechristening the eulogised works of artist. yearning to listening to the morbid voices of sea  to say about its relentless. a body infused and laden with machoism  of sorts. The subliminal duality rather been brave.. outraging society in a stigma.Inch by inch pushing the overenthusiastic glam quotient..the lithe crafted slender body where your eyes plays in mischievous way. the shoulder indelible with thousands of colourful mosaic  to delineate a footloose bohemian... probing and prying to slake the inner hunger :)

Cobalt

Misinterpreted and sick.
Smouldering in a perseverance where I am shackled
The gushing fluid from the fragmented soul.
A song played in the ancient church.
Blessing of the unrest soul.
havoc of forgetfulness
Oh my druidness
The tales of repungent where the feral shriek puncture my heart 
The unraveled altars where my madness runs amok
 Movements of a fallen angel
Setting my normalcy on the ageless winds
Lethargically  buried cosmic delusion.
 A life served
A desire for a unwinding hate.
A life bravely lived
Sardonic crafts of misanthropy bravura with binge to take away souls
  Austerities and anguish swirls my vision.
 The plague and the spree for corpse..
Deeds told in token of ages.
a inherited curse
And a  persepolis to dwell  

Envenomed zephyr

The putrid remnants of the fall..

awaken from the ashen.

the feral shriek implodes my inputs.

general things make a glory  when I need to hide myself.

I am going nowhere.

Now warmth of the oppressive head sublimates me

the lost companionship of my sweet hate.

No body loves me.

The stains on my soul cant me effaced.

The malignant  creature I am now.

The bravura of death troll and the binge for blood.

I am not to be blamed  for my the rampage..

my penchant for cadaver  

there is a murder in my mind and false confession of being happy.

I was staright and i was keeping my virus for the death call..

a bliss where my death blooms and a darkness that never fades.

I order my own sentence. order my own flesh to eat.

The bulging out eye balls and the defying love and humanity.

The society demands my fall and I am not  cleansed.

Poisoned with self loathing hate and the burns swiftly losing itself.

The fettered shits to my living and the genocide.

human violence and a figure of disembowelment.. 

The tales of obsequies is my requiem ..

carried away and running from a slow decay.

:) my heart goes la la la la

Inside and otherwise

I am here sitting on my stile and nothing to do . seems this lotus eater side of me just gel well. Perfect with the whirligig of my so called life. My mind wants to get lost where someone would play that fiddle and I can get lost in a perfect utopia . But for the time been the serenity and tranquility of this tangerine sky is breath taking.I am just taking it easy and watching from the  front porch and watching the sun go down today. The sedating and creeping darkness seems to be so profuse.. the looming darkness twined with a sense of melancholy.. pushing me into the abyss of my own comfortable thoughts. My head is hazy now. the groggy thoughts flickers . We got our own genre. how we we wanna separate our self from this crazy words. somewhere new when our heart wants to lug out us. where we can leave our wings behind..The breeze gentle and carrying with it many comfortable thoughts. It's so dark. The lights are off.. I will simple move out now. the freshness and the replenishes sense .. add i smell so tropical after a shower. the tucks of my hair and the waves of each strands. the dripping water falling over my white t-shirt. naming and emblazoned with its own natural symmetry.my  mind is running in circles now. I am sank into my pillow and my my eyes are dopey ..The air is wobbling lazily more than me..I am sleepy. The tiles under my feet seem to sway to No Vacancy songs . . Damn there is this emptiness that your thoughts fills me..

Sarcastic. Loud. Unabashed. Laidback. A Dreamer. A Vagabond. A Freak. A Grammar Nazi.  And yes, Hogwarts don`t exists.  And no, FRIENDS doesn't get boring. Period.  Refer to 'I'm only sleeping' by The Beatles for deciphering further. That is all.. now fuck off