Oblivion Poem by Al Ameen Shuaib Assayouty Ologele

On the couch I slept it end,
the pains, the anguish misspend
Huh! all the time I've repetend
Adherence, Coextence I vilipend
to me, the days are the same always redescend
when I thought it's gone, again it downtrend.

TODAY!
I want to forget about the rhymes,
free the end(s)of each lines and
the beauty of my anguish that salivate
the sore my smell always hear about
the Lake the Ocean always stray aloud
Market women should sell drugs
Prescribed by the plumbers
Drunkard should be sane like mad,
and treat the insane,
the Irony behind words
the reality should succumb to,
Let fly up to the ground to see the
clear view of the sky from the top,
Let give the ant it's crown,
his threat is enough to bear,
let pretend we never visit earth,
Who am I?
I want to bear the question,
I want to forget everything!
Its pain.