Where Words Hold No Meaning

A must to share piece……………….. read slowly, sway with each word.

The Seeker's Dungeon

Lost in a beat
in which my soul can retreat,
where words hold no meaning
nor does time its power,
devoured is even
the knowledge of self,
forsaken the words of man
to the universal tongue,
as the fabric of societal norms
are undone.
Lost to even the
need to dream,
as the beat sings
its endless melodies,
as if staring at the ocean
though eyes are closed
– reposed and controlled,
it puts my soul at ease
– but it’s a fleeting peace.

Renewed for an endless
need to be thought of
as more than a man,
more than even a god
– loved and awed,
for even the scars and the flaws
– puffed up on my own hype,
as I swing drunk from my own vines,
ripe for the taking down,
not a stumble,
always a tragic fall,
always the clown in the end,
but waking is…

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