Random thoughts

Mock is what,poetry,prose God knows a wilted rose Love inflicts,wax and wane Strive to slain,you are not sane Wears the pride,so shall mitigate; Allthe egos,laymen,intricate Uttering eyes deaf can hear Blur if sight sprinkles fear Like when dark none can see Lack of passion I betray Love is love jn which I dwell Holy heavens or if hell