My Penury

penury of the psyche
feeding like a herbivorous
chewing up my mind
you are keeping the deeds

keeping it like a hermetic chronicler
proportionate to the prevailing hypocrisy
the tracts of malfunctioning in life
you paint it a reclusive montage

auxiliary to the contentious arguments
impoverishing me exorbitantly
the connive to perish me
you play games like a peripatetic

ample pulp of betrayal
incorporates with your squandering me
innate, like a chronic disease
you machinate the jurisprudences

feign to even produce a brochure
of truth, you denied
proven me guilty of life: You...
you condemn me now to my Penury.