Apathetic Nights: P&Q

What a hug-less night!
what infectious cruelty!
The world constantly solaces and deepens your sorrows,,
the night is desperately looking for kindness,
touching every brick of cruelty
to bring its wall down.
ravishing all the bends and bows of beauty
solacing its sorrows!

Is there a soul
who can really smile without treason
over the masticated trenches of this disguise?!

Are there any arms
ever
to reach out?!

What a void of space
in midways of human hearts!
What a vigorous gloom
ranging along!

What a glorious glowing
is growing from this ugliness!

What an aurora is
efflorescing
out of my chest!

such a sublimation of real meaning
is effervescing out of this
formless verses

What a living poetry
I can bring to life
out of these dead statutes.

I shall survive
in goodness
not
in your memory
of me!