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A Product Of Mind Boggling Rarity

Artful      
Brainy and crafty      
A person with a psychopathic personality      
Though with a full sense of moral responsibility      
A product of mind boggling rarity

Coldly and bluntly, letting you know that I've committed so many atrocities
Living for decade in disguise in a sorority
Who at school cannot solve the math problems of inequalities?  
On the brink of insanity  
Living in a hidden agony   
   
Standing tall alone on a battlefield    
Everywhere I turn piles of dead bodies    
Bleeding from my injuries    
So exhausted I lost all my calories      
Covered in blood and sand my armor and shield      
     
Gradually losing touch with reality    
Diagnosis reading psychosis    
My disease has a poor prognosis    
I still retain my full sanity    
You will read and found this as some kind of irony      
     
Calculating and cunning      
If you see me passing by      
Keep your head down      
I've no sense of morality      
Still at odds with sympathy      
And I fully believe in mortality      
     

You are the only reason why I still shared some of my impaired empathy      
As they got you admitted to the ward of maternity    
That day you brought me into this world
A product of mind boggling rarity      
     
God!      
Lord One and Only      
I am so lost in the rhapsody of realities    
I beg you to make this whole thing a parody      
Everything I am about to compose in the most saddest melodies    
     
With my bag of zig zag      
While I sit back      
In a park    
Sip my sap      
Feel euphoric    
Enjoying a tune of pure melancholy      
In doing so dwelling in the darkest symphony    
Announcing myself to you as a media-savvy    
A specialist in handling publicity      
A shrewd, sharp-witted    
Too quick-witted    
I've got this attitude      
For which I attained mastery      
While living for so long in solitude      
Ma pls sing me your lullaby      
It's a melody that helps keep my sanity      
I happened to be a coincidence of mind boggling rarity    
     
-An enigma      
-A stigma
   
A pain to any goon or dimwit, nitwit or an idiot
A fool or an ass    
That I burned down and roasted ashes to ashes      
     
High stakes poker game with my soul am gambling      
So to speak my pain hurts, and it is also altering    
So by morning glory      
I got blown away by my golden glory      
When next I speak my voice so slurry    
The footpath I walk on is quite sloppy      
Reeling from my vain glory    
     
-Incisive    
 They once said a man is only as honest as his options    
-Perceptive    
I have my choices, so am taking my chances   Participated in some demonic auctions      
I found myself carefully assessing my possibilities      
Which is typical of me..      
Without an ounce of care to all my responsibilities      
Reckless approach to life crushing my destiny  
As such, sometimes I sound demonic
You know the devil who's favorite sin is vanity
My single crush I push and rush to get is living lavishly    
     
So many crazy things inside of my head    
I don't know how I manage to keep on walking gently    
I found a spot    
Where I sat down to rest      
Got some sticks and made me a bed    
Before going to sleep forever, I played the silent night       
All through the night so silently    
     
Goes without saying I kept on supplicating to God to let me pass away and rest peacefully      
I asked earnestly and humbly    
Let me dwell forever happily      
My hereafter in love and harmony
Written by Numer90 (Numer0-un0)
Published | Edited Yesterday
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