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770 · Aug 19
Fire & Brimstone
As I think back on what took this squandered wanderer
To the nethermost pitfalls of hell,
Only the wickedness of mere existence can be adequate enough to delineate such misery.
A brute, stuck in a trap of one’s own making
With its stone walls, one’s lament echoes through the hallow chambers,
made of anguish & possibilities.
Shadows of what has been and what could’ve been,
Dance around to the cacophony of ones regret.
But what took this wretched man,
belonging to the heights of heaven,
into the nomad land of a melancholic sufferer?


Erstwhile, all pure and innocent with a fire,
Blazing bright with the desire to
Grasp and cling on to this abyss of dashing hopes
Called life.
In a realm where shadows sway in despair, and the air is filled with whispers of sorrow,
how can the flickering flame of one’s essence endure?
While Discovering peace within the realm of thoughts,
A journey embarked to the world concealed.
The path unknown, where mysteries abide
At the end of this journey

Was the triumph of knowing oneself.
He moveth upon the earth, through uncharted territories
Where spirits roam, and the monsters groan.
At the end of his path, shines a bright star, which he crawls to
His bright star blinks as it bespeaks eternal bliss
And the fire within him shines bright, beaming a lurid light
Both losing themselves to the rhythm of the universe
As the earth spins and spins in its cosmic loneliness.
The solitary nomad, crafting his own path in a realm shaped by the power divine
Moved in perfect synchrony with the universal

rhythm, while the flames of passion blazed inside him.
A budding sorcerer, weaving his artistry with the mystical alchemy of life.
With the ethereal melodies guiding his every step and the rhythm of life being his sanctuary,
He delved into the boundless opportunities that life had to offer, through his enchanting artistry.
He stood amidst the inky blackness, as it devoured him
The longing to know the unknown
And to know what detests to be known.
His fiery passion and his radiant guiding light,
Growing fainter with each passing moment.
The symphony of existence now reduced to a mere murmur


He had expanded the tapestry of the unknown to the edge of the world
And now he is a piece of the obscure, evading recognition.
Yet, how can a soul ensnared in the vast expanse of cosmic solitude,
a solitude it shares with the universe,
do anything but merge with the enigmatic essence of the divine?
A vast realm of endless possibilities and untold wonders
Makes one dance to the rhythm of
The almighty divinity,
A strict father, guiding the beloved child into the shadows,

And into the chaos of his own being.
Under the cloak that veils the world in mystery, where depths allure,
Subsume the unknown, while it beckons with a seductive luminance
bidding the conscience to explore,
To plunge within, seeking solace bright,
Amidst the darkness, finding pathways of light.
758 · Aug 19
Evara
Beyond the limitless barriers of one’s mind, all doubts fade
Whispers of divine power chant a cosmic tale.
In Eden’s embrace, guardian angles weave with grief
What shall be destined, despite ones mistaken belief.
But, oh to believe
Its reflection illuminates the beauty of the divine with a glance,
Pierces the heart while within lies a sacred trance.
A gift of oneness
A power unseen
There’s nothing that one cannot find within
Unlock your heart’s treasury to the world’s embrace
Cease the logic’s grip
Let in the cosmic whisper, with grace.
In the sea of consciousness, thoughts float like gentle waves
No one’s safe from its curse, but the ones rotting in graves
Don’t be fooled by its tender disguise
A weapon used by the wise, truth is all that it implies
An omen of nemesis, destroyer of all hopes
No one shall be safe from its dusky scopes
But in the realm of thoughts, free we stand
Bound not as slaves to its demanding hand.
In the realm of dreams, where stars align
Open thy heart, let love entwine
A miraculous dance, through time’s art
Unveiling wonders, a celestial chart.
Beneath the moon’s soft, silver gleam
Thy spirit soars, a radiant beam.
Embrace the whispers of the night,
A symphony of stars, filled with pure delight
In the open vastness of the skies,
Miraculous tales within thy eyes.
Let love’s embrace forever start,
A journey boundless, within thy heart.
In shadows deep, where echoes wane
Who said truth shall bare no pain?
A whispered prophecy, both dark and wise
Where truths unfold, beneath somber skies.
Yet within the agony, resilience reigns
Said the soul, as truth breaks unyielding chains.
For pain may carve a path unknown
Where seeds of strength are subtly sown.
Dive in, into the depths untold,
Where belief of the impossible shall unfold
All suffering shall fade, like evening hues
As thy soul submerges, all renewed.
In the quite current of solace and serenade,
Briefly lost, yet eternally remade.
Within troy, Avalon & Asphodel meadow
The Eden of unfulfilled fantasies shall emerge and grow
Buried under the weight of shadows deep,
Where faith once soared, doubt begins to creep.
Till when one ought to watch wisdom’s measured dance?
Unveil your essence to nature’s tender hands.
Ought we not give up to the stars’ gentle sway?
How shall we survive in a world all dim and gray?
Under the moon struck lea, hopelessness, a pain so deep
Autumn leaves rustle as Willows weep.
The hermit dives in, embarks on the quest
A journey unknown, where destiny will attest.
The chariot takes him high and above,
Alas! Shan’t you give in to the cosmic love?
Drink from the fountain of steadfast trust
As sprits applaud your celestial lust.
Reflects thy innocence, waning moon’s soft gloom
With a lifelike breeze, is destroyed an impending doom
Reach beyond what you see, a secret shall it remain
Truth unveiled, what the restless souls are ought to gain
Follow the footsteps, towards the foyer of memories
What you once owned, is once again regained with all its glories
What you see now, is redeemed in the prison of one’s mind
The borders all fade, the stars are aligned
A dream fortress,
A power divine
To its favor, all aspirants shall resign
Healer of the broken hearts, the persona non grata
In forests deep, where secrets hover
Mother nature's symphony,
Ever undercover.

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