About a Carty

If only the literature of Oscar Wilde,
could scar my impatient eye,
with the kaleidoscope of your vivid imagination.
Oh so naive..
is the heart of the human mind,
a heart which prays for the suffering to end
but not for happiness,
that will shine away the shadows of doubt
in a glass heart.
So you fluoresce
and uncover the curtains,
a showcase of smiles.
Warmth, Joy, form the skeleton
Of these chemical imbalances,
which have metamorphosised into
my very core.

I pray that this show never ends.

Can't stop crying

How cursed our kind is
That it feels,
Murdered by one self,
Arrogance for penniless virtue
To love is to understand
But in this heart of mine do these misunderstandings
Gain life
For we all are slaves to these demons of life
Incivibility can only be broken with the weapon of physical beauty
Blessed to the allies of the demons
Burning into a kaleidoscope of ancient brushstrokes
Scar the evils of our mind
O build the skeleton of my scriptures
In such mechanics I seek my solace
That no human could ever provide

Ideal Friendship

It is only in the sunshine,

That you can find my grand shadow,

Which shade over the fragile

Foundations of your heart

I give worth its true definition,

For I have poured my soul into you

A soul which cannot be bought

With the evil virtues of man

Or be torn with betrayal

So in the moonlight

As your eyes gaze, and you cannot

shift the darkness from your conflicted mind

Let me wipe the slate clean

As we walk in unison

On this journey called life

Bill and Sookie

Its 5 a.m

How cursed is our love,

To be betrayed by the sun,

Its rise shadows your porcelain face

Into powdered darkness,

the sacred fusion of our alienated blood

your breath on my feeble neck,

seduction is such a feeble thought

for you have given me the miracle

of feeling alive again.

To live is to sacrifice,

Myself into you

I bleed with deceitful humanity

Let my blood drain into you

For eternity

Hypocrisy

The thought of you
Poisons my feeble conscience,
Its nice to meet you sir
It is a rarity to know a stranger
Like I knew you,
But what the fuck are you then?
Even a stranger keeps his promise
Va fan?
Will you even read this?
It makes me ashamed to have been guided into the path
That has been scarred into my heart
Never will I believe in friendship again
 Never will you see me again
Never will I love again

The Battle

Look up to see the glimmer
Your caught, but who wouldn’t want this capture?
Silenced by the imaginarium of your liberated mind
Walk on the lightening bolt upto the clouds
On the backs of metamorphosised dreams
Sweet nostalgia
The ripples of all the cracks in the mirror,
Numb scars can do you no more misjustice
So as your soulful wings seek life,
Pray for those who are tortured by the
Fears of the universe,
Such fears which you have shown the white sword.

The Fear

My life is of no importance,
At the end of the line
No congratulation
For these ghost achievements,
No journey to share,
No story to tell
Like a human with no fingerprints
I will leave this world
Without a tear from a man’s eye,
A man who has lost the love of his life
And with the last gasp of breath
Let the doors close,
And seize the remnants of my useless existence.