Adfectus

Bite marks, and scratches.

Souls Quenched of desire.

Lighthearted patches,

Contrasting the fires.

Nervous and wired.

These Courteous Liars.

Tearing to pieces.

Each others attire.

Slaves to themselves.

Yet Grossly inspired.

Jumped from the shelves.

To the lives we acquired.

Feeling so good.

With leashes untied.

Shackles undone.

Back home we’ve arrived.

Beautiful and alive.

No longer deprived.

I’m glad that you came

More so that we tried.

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Lucrum

Alluding toward vessels of great apprehension. 

 Mblack-and-white-dark-pattern-211816agnified opulence in spite of direction.

Casted about toward magnanimous corrolaries, 

Reeling back duple in velvet accession.

In pecuniary cappilaries flow efficiecy boundless. 

Reluctancy crumbled by ethical prowess. 

Amidst all desire rests unfeinged requisite,

Lastly our kind and sagacious be credited. 

Imbuing that parched with anti-Expedience,

To propogate sanguine pragmatic disobedience. 

No notions stood foreign of sweetness beheld, 

Abhorring of avarice environs propelled. 

We ought to endow our altruists well. 

Lest our sewn seeds sprout mercilus hell.

Best to devour what seek of disdain.

Rest through the hours desiring deign

Next we’ll be raiding the reigns in the rain.

Rhetorical overflows aimed at their brains.

Authority gasp at the sight of thy frame. 

Yet smitten, impressed with ye antics portrayed. 

We script and we dress up our words in the name 

Of misfitted genius that conquer thy game. 

Merely for tweaking all eases of play.

Want not reward, recognition nor fame. 

Seeketh the means for our passions maintained.

Lead us to that which we strive toward most. 

If directed to fortunes, we charitous hosts.

Though actions and judgements have milestones yet.

Intentions gagued pure by most pious of men. 

Why ridicule poets to manual toil?

Allow us to thrive by our laborous spoils!

Incentive toward living breeds that to create. 

Enriching creations may invigorate. 

Inspiration instilled by O minds of the greats.

Rekindling hope for the saddest of saints. 

Finally drawn are conclusions once sought,

Gracefully waiting till  prayers be caught.

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