Stanzas Of Euphemism

Behold!!! Nazarene, walking down the carpet once you did lay
Satin flowers lingering on your twilight gown
Reminiscent of hue that would be shed in disguise
Soon after sacrosanct eucharist

Seal your promiscuous lips
Witness an evangelical occurrence
In flesh, and its myriad pieces
Myth shall weep in corner of your wisdom
And your cornea blasphemies
In backyard of your subconscious
So you drop your rosary in sheer ecstasy
As you verbalise the gospel of Mother Demure
& Son of her consumed womb
The nihilist of Eve’s apple, forsaken through his malevolent core

Petrified aeons sediment in my cellar
Masquerading the papal deceit, upon the consecrated cross
Fabricated around your lenient neurone
Then Demigod’s companions lipped a shrill laughter
And their camouflage never catalogued
They poured wine acrimoniously
On grave of precision
Spooning a blistering eclipse on embedded Elysium

You shall lay yourself entranced in torment
As he claims to cart his cross
Wounds showcasing deviation and combat for its buyer
Reaping seeds of abhorrence and swindle
In haemoglobin of chasm
Languishing in history pages
You turn to place your concrete testimony
With faith resting on phantasm and delirium
Taking over even the revelation of Socrates
Gritty lies salivating from ancient lips, so fictitious
To become legitimately celestial
Handing you an ash-tray filled up with my amethyst tears