PSYCHOANALYTIC DRIVES

PSYCHOANALYTICAL  DRIVES

I hold knife, I hold life
Kissing blood in public
Peeping amidst rubric
My minds count presume
Reluctantly reacting reality.

Resentment in nonsense
In predicament hopeless
Mediate dilemmas to rest
Knotty is known as spoonfeed
Looking men underneath feet.

I am the Lion of the jungle field
I am the tooth to streak jumbled
Confidant and hot blooded being
Confide me not of the humanity
For I found home not in tranquillity.

If I say no, don't say yes
This is what I can breath
Out of my will and my fate
I can kill because I am brainless
I can feel guilty in mind absence.

Inflammation in me is like petroleum fires
Gospels are strident awaking disturbance
No compromise to my compiled thoughts
Like hell my heart perceives no righteous
Id - ego - superego work in a disunited.