Through The Gaze Of A Male

Acclaim every set of manifestos

Behind those obscure facets and convictions.

Which were deduced to define the quintessential male? 

Those entities can never summarize my shady conception.

Whenever I led myself to that very stance,

I call myself way above everything in front of me.

To admire my deepest accolades. 

And drives to my uncharted speculations, 

Where reality tends to fall behind the shades of an undying fog.

Enamored by my unfathomable vines and sins all the time,

Spellbind by my shadow self, 

And outvie into unascertained.

Now it's time to face back to reality, 

And realize that I've gone too far

In a dream for a while.

Nevertheless, can never undo, 

The words which I spat

Or the time I had squandered, 

Gazing through the eyes of disdain.

And all I can recall,

That keen tenderness in my heart.

The passion beneath the gaze.