Displeased Doom

Agony-Rock became my daily bread! I am homeless among the screeching traps of trapping savages!

I pack valuable books on my bookshelf ribs every day! spark-igniting Noble ramblings of intellect! Like a wise Sisyphus in the deep sand, my diligence in food rolls through me; my shoulder often breaks! Janus-faced loafers sway at me and talk about responsibilities!

From the rich sunbeams of Bud-radiant eyes, pearls are sprouting!

Muses and Gods hardly shake hands with me anymore! - I bow myself many times, and my beating heart warns of a heart attack; it cannot end well! I would deter the ugly death with the Darling found! Disgruntled Doom on the threshold of life! - My dead-end fate is my sheared Wolf's lair; as a blind mole, I can only cling to possible answers!

I rarely penetrate a world enclosed by a cloud lock: its butterfly-like shadows seem to be a beautiful future; the impatient of None-merciless snaps me every day! Where my existence should pave the way-not that ordeal of deniers! Suicides beg for Sonatas between collisions! My tormented face is painted with a rainbow; it can only smile when it is touched by a cherished ray of sunshine!  How can you survive in this sensational land when money is the God of many?!

A stateless Wanderer will be born of constant, lowly readiness; bloody stars will cast a curse upon my vulnerable soul! Out of the way, as a Fadish shadow, when can you call me with your sweet kisses of loyalty?!