The bones of time

'' Time leaves only  the dry bones of what were our crazy  hopes ! "

Hours  voyaging in the gutter,

long abyss ,so bitter ...

Fake diamond the sentiment,

scum of salted  resentment,

soul, exploring dustbin,

livid figures around,so mean...

  Love is adrift ,

venom and gift ...

Beauty in inspired death,

fire and ultimate  breath,

reveries,faded purpose,

sad journey for a rose...

Night crows pathos,

nasty crowd  chaos ...

I beg you pardon,

my lady skeleton ...

Mood, flood, dirty side ,

 flop  hours in slow tide ...

Tell me what to do ,

with such a carnal blue ?