Desideratia

We are looking desperately for truths everywhere,
Bestowing our trust upon those we believe in;
Reliving fake memories here and there,
There's a sweet touch to it, an abysmal sin...

Rekindle our sparks of light chatters-
En masse we closed the door silently...
Open our minds that linked our souls to shatters!
Our modus operandi unclear deliberately-

Recognition all opposing incognito...
Why do we masquerade our true emotions?
"Another fault", continue to ditto-
Whereas our places lie true devotions?

Au revoir to those who succeed to cruelty...
Animosity envelops my delicious enmity!
Realization too late it scarred me to infinity...
A mandatory role to play, to scared; my infirmity-

Effervescent yet iridescent our distraughts shine,
Moonlit city stretched by words of eternity-
Talents unraveled traverse the endless roads of line-
They should be the ones receiving our affinity...