Misbeliever, Inept, Callous
It is me, an orphaned sapien
Treading over the vaccancy
Pricked by putrid thorns
Life, a blinded prophet
Balanced on judgement
"Go, find someone!"
In Garden of actions,
All solemnly praying
For that bereft knight
Lighting up my night.
Psychic harridan bliss
Verdicts being amiss
Perhaps there is a heaven
As a Hell for their World
Vagaries, thou namest them
Pricking expulsion of innocence
Expunged vernee ripped apart
Withered sins , domicile doctrine
Void vaccancy, blistered bliss
Lap of eternity lyinng ahead
I rest thine drugged burden
On imbrued fabric of unison
Gardened hopes being gardened
Simplicity, In sooth way frayer
"Every fits everywhere"
Myriad legend