!.........the D in L O V E.........!

she carries the looks, perfect enough to decimate the common flock. the decollete sweater she wears is the decoy, it pushes my dry soul to a state of complete decripitude. i am spellbound and by default i lose.
my mind defects my state of being myself, leaves me completely deferred of my purpose, my existence.
the sanctity's defiled and i know there's no one to defray the loss. she was definitely real, for my conscience ;which i can boast to be deft enough to pick people by the sight of them, would have defrocked the falsity by now. of course the conscience was defunct by now, useless. i was staring at her beauty;a self deleterious act and deigning too.
how well i still delineate her against the dark nothing. she glows and leaves me in delirium. i better die!

'D' IS HERE TO STAY!

frame 2#

i feel cheated, deluded; deposed amidst the deluge of agony. demeaned to dirt, my soul demented and derided . what i see now is the death of my demeanor.but a sudden wave and the demoniac me demurs the last traces of demotic values left. the shadow behind me denigrates the denizen of my proximity, my world. and then love looks at me.Denouncing.the shame had depleted my strength long back.love has stripped me bare. it calls me names. i can hear it or am i deranged! Depravity has killed me not love.my only hope is to forget all of this.a derelict,loser.
LOVE labor LOST!