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
Copyright © Prasenjit Banerjee | Year Posted 2014
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