Quiescent Delusions

What now? Do I have to pray?

Copious attention shabby horde in cortege,
folly perception incenses the ramshackle reasons,
prevalent glimpses adding hues to his complexion,
he mull nothing but chicanery smoothly,
amusing his creatures incoherently,
addicted to it malignantly!

Evidently blindly subservient affliction immense,
I bemoaned fasted and prayed at the gates,
bawling my petitions to be hearkened
unto the heavens with sackcloth!

I appetence for desolation and rebuild it,
lest I will fall at the pit of deceit,
will carry it unto my crypt!

Modest lying carry a maggot under the skin,
eats sundered memories it cherished,
amused until it absorbs idiocy!

By whose mouth we bestow diligence?
Steadfastness is a semblance of sham,
bolstering a pretentious impressions,
a weighty price to requite,
do I bawl to be heard my shrieking essence?

Nonsensical nutty blabber is an empty bin,
accruing fatal distress among the pack,
agitated grew and magnified intensely,
I barely perceive my hollowness,
vanity is futile among inert ear,
shallow thought in dark hole is abyss
awfully but puny in a vast cold mendacity!

What realm in this real lonely terrene am I for?

I crave for finis and I see no end,
only loop of endless chronic retrospection
of idleness strolling among dead psyche!
Aching pundit keeps banging perpetually,
quashing my reason with flimsy scheme,
a nix and mix in comprehensively dull,
I die periodically distress!

A daft mortal can ramify the undivided?

Quibble eludes verity,
fidelity is deemed doomed placidly
like a colorless reek departed among the fog,
sluggishly forgotten  among lifeless memories.

Indistinct oration of inane blubber,
void of axiom prudently,
denying endless wrangling abidingly
whose steadfast is concavity rest in vacuity.
I remain voiceless but it’s cognizance echoing
without hearing its vast agonizing liberty.

Sluggishly I actuated with remorse,
to see my color dissipates cautiously,
the rumbling days I will progressively die,
prudence has descry even in dreams
nothing but decaying empty illusions.