My Osseous Destiny Poem by Marx Lenn Mendoza

the gentle breeze inspire
soothing in the morning to aspire

a forty winks descends
a reverie in demand

an appealing scent connive
recreates the inevitability

embracing certainty to amend
facile, determined to attend

i was deserted, perplex ended
a glance, akin and embedded

empiricist trepidation, i said
excruciate from darkness, anile

vitiation was ascend
an absolute corruption

burning to degradation
spoiled to disappear...

...to my osseous destiny!