Tuesday, November 01, 2011

Fortress of Consciousness

The fortress stood tall amidst the ruins of human flesh,
the heart which could not be reached was breached.
At the helm of it was the Mystic Lord,
majestic in His garb of naked wilderness,
wielding the axe of desirelessness with a voidless gaze.
Leading a pack of savage darkness filled with hunger,
to consume the fortress of consciousness
that stood tall all along, in an ocean of deceit.

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