Devoid and Null

Devoid and Null.

All my poems are sad I am a sad person damned by devil or devils unknown
The deep blue bowl sends thought signals thousands of glittery light years
Away
Yearning for yesterday's tomorrows
and I fall for them  like an ignoble cats paw everytime
I am the acute angle of agony
Formed by delusions and depths
Endless demands and dearth
Every nightmare has me wreathed in smiles at its core
And my breathed air is fiery
pollution.
I have not seen
Even a clown smile
As stiff and sad as a corpse like me
I have entered
But not centered my corner of life' s  stage
I have been kept in obscured wings
Waiting
My cue east of Eden
In an unused universe
Forgotten by the Gods.

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