:- in touch with your senses

Sinuous Sensory
by Melvin (the persona)

I breath to see this world once
scenting the decaying woods in trance
Maximising my breathe to miniature wealth
catch me no more; for I attaining self-stealth

I aim to see this world
witnessing the sickly living with much frail
With watched self reproach and
self-disintegration turning to veracity
garnering my last sight in grave dismay

I yoke for my realist aural
pondering over the versatile mother nature
Unleashing moments of volatile furies
deafening and paralysing my innate curries

I budded worldly magnificents
glamourising extravagent garnishes within dishes
Tasting the global gentry norms
agonising misfortunate famine diseases form

I live to feel satisfied
stimulating every hormones and testosterones of mine
Erecting vertically world's greatest fires
pleasurising my much needed desires

This poem was written to discuss about the human's most valuable gift (or god's creation): our five senses, on Oct, 23rd, 2005