Singular Existense
Dawn of a new day dies away
Among thousand disdainful frawns.
Unfaithful sun turns the face from the squalid me.
Ennui piles on my spent lot.
Mirror never decieves.
The nascent woken-up shudders
Watching the insomniac countenance after the last night's sleep.
Monotonous legs drag the disgusted corpse --
Toilet shower flushes the feelings away.
Solitude the claustrophobia creates.
Distance devours the endeavour.
Endeavour lacks vitality therefore;
Despicable seems the divinity.
Here I am, the lonely man
Deprived of my loved ones.
Degenerated are my blessed thoughts
Which used to be mine once.
Night in a beer can settles in
Like the intimidated dogs of the street.
The fragile container ejaculates.
The amorous bed refutes my singular existence.
Off I sleep into sleeplessness...
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