Journey Through Oblivion

Roaming around the mysterious domain of oblivion I crept into the caves of pleasure The crimson joy enveloped me in utter passion I tried to stand up, but The lustful hug of the darkness Prevented me; I prevented myself From getting an ordained release Swarms of gothic darkness covered me from tip to toe They were thirsty; they sucked the present out of me Myriad ancient tales of kings of emperors of their concubines Steadily peeled me out, the ecstasy I felt in the pain… I ran towards the dense and dark woods With outstretched arms Because I wanted to hug darkness To drown in darkness To elicit darkness from the trees from the herbs The mythical herbs That often provided immortality to mystic lovers The treetops lapped me up in their bosoms I smiled like a child wept like a child crept In the wombs of myth of darkness I know not where to bury my corpse of present My putrefied me