Enchanted Forest

Deathly silent, darkly brooding,

Nothing peaceful, nothing soothing;

Holographic mirages phantoms spin,

While demons hold their prisoners in.


Spidery, invisible, gossamer fine,

Hanging from boughs, sturdy vine.

Hearts entwined, souls enmeshed,

Dreams destroyed, hopes are smashed.


Here search forlorn, all in vain,

All are beggars torn in twain;

Each an island, dreams pursuing,

Transitory strangers, fates perusing.


No helping hand, no loving heart,

Meeting briefly only to depart.

Foolish Pilgrim, here's no Grail,

Here your quest is of no avail!