The Impregnable Fortress

I owned an impregnable fortress,
'Thou shalt not enter',
Writ boldly on its ornate door.
A few ignored the sign,
And tried to break in, in vain,
Clearly, the meek it wasn't for,
I thwarted many a dimwit,
With my spear and sword,
A wry smile and dry wit,
A tilt of my head and a cruel word!
And this went on and on,
Until a conniving youth came along,
He carried a quiver with an arrow,
And deftly shot at my Achilles' heel,
I fell, and so did my fortress,
The arrow was poisoned with care!
While I writhed with the smart,
He came in and picked up the dart,
And quietly walked out of my lair!
While I lay on my deathbed,
A pool of reddish humility I bled,
I realize, after all, everything has an end!

Opposites are Alike

The farthest points in divergence,
Converge into a single dot.
Like, my muse's wiles,
And his innocent smile, beguile,
Fiery love and icy hatred,
The world they flood with red,
My most cherishable victory,
Is my magnificent defeat,
And this free-flowing pain,
Is the height of bliss I can attain!

Unfortunate. Or not. III

It was at this time of the year I believe,
That a distant dream of mine,
Shone brighter than sunshine,
We flew to the mystical lands of bliss,
And lied down on wave-lashed leas!
We spiraled towards the sky,
Following our inner urge,
Like the eagles that soar high,
We had a passion to live by!
When Reality let out a scream,
Drowning the spirit of life within,
And all there's left is a wordless din,
That fed on my fears and despair,
And threatening to engulf my being,
It signaled the end of my dream,
A rude shock, the abrupt halt!
But I preserve the wrecked remnants,
In my precious, secret vault,
Hoping that my dream will live with me,
And still let me be!