Femme

Specks of pensive and the parlance of an obscure wallpaper that enshroud the hemisphere of my own ricochet. The darkness of Society ..the darkness in me. I am basking and trudging on the alley of mosaic dreams. I am here with a façade daubed with people`s slang up vulnerability. The aggrandizing estrogen personae. My visions are delirious and the rut is dilapidated .Foolish and feeble mind cremates the life. For them and for the stereotypes cult, I part by venom away.Spit and multistage me..Supremacy of bearing a calm deity is ill-assorted .The divine virginity in me, which is impious now. I am sinned. Veiled in my own blasphemous deeds and sins. Personified and diabolical.

Swifter eulogized utter for the charm carries a staunch fetid.But who got the parallax vision to see the shortcomings and scrutinized .The unflinching courage to refute. The beauty that prevailed and dwell ed in the heinous pseudonym society. The tempted vibes seethes in the young heart, laden with lasciviousness .I am here and will be here. The beauty. I am transient and you folks will pleasantly decipher the exfoliated meaning. The visage of my transformation is slowly washed with ages. The mantle glows and the energy grafted is been transformed from embryo to a damsel. Symbolizing and churning out the tenderness. I am the spectral princess. I smell of the celestial mercurial chronicles.

I am the infinity.I am the femme