Boquet Of Poetry

Dark prints in columns stand on the face,

Celling in the nepotic modern man,

Over contagion of disputes, flocked on the vernacular press.

Black frown over spectacled eyes,

Fiery breath well combines,

Burns all sorrowing hero, plated in the feast of life.

Dusk tramples, the sweaty collars smell,

Exhausted frame, girdling the naval seell.

Strolls on lazy hoofs buttoned in silence,

Belching youth floats on a nicotian vehicle.

Skeletal meditation grazes in shadows,

Borrow'd Stynx sprinkled over marrows.

Fury shaken words guillotine moves,

Soul in other's mouth, the progeny of Solitude.

Dionysus harvests the grateful hearts,

Expiry attains, undone he departs.