Skeptic

A superfluous
web, the concerned
mind would
cautiously weave
making her
feel cheap,sick
and deceived

And then the
placid heart would
let her liberate,
from the chaotic
web and level
her drooping gait

Only to confound
the forlorn neurons
in her brain
and help her back
into her helpful self,
(which is being)
confused, yet again.

Malady

You aid my
quest to solace
by skillfully
executing that
painless slaughter

of a heart
instructed to
incessantly display
a casual smile off
a crimson crayon

Like
the intsense acidity
born of sulphate
and water

carefully revealing
the the brown ring
of ferrous ions

I stop smiling
that painful smile
and sob at ease
only to see you
disappear in a while.

Brittle

I stand separated
from my only
credible
companion

With a trimmer
entity, they had
planned
my union

An inexplicable
anguish
filled the air

I accept my
fate in deep
despair

and then
my myopic
eyes shone

in contact
with a thin
sheet of concave
silicone.

Lust

I gazed at the
article's engrossing
sheen
while thumbing
through the
waxy pages
of some arbit
magazine
that celebrated a
forced impregnation;
one of the sorts
to emulate
HIS creation

Wondering why,
to such brutality,
mankind bowed

Pitying the victim,
a Cloud.