Black feathers, black wings
Of a lonely death he sings
Is it always mischief he brings?
Listening to the Raven's musings
Dark thoughts, dark night
Anxiously waiting for daylight
He spreads his wings at midnight
What a glorious sight
Shady plans, shady intentions
The Raven's unknown missions
Or are these just assumptions?
Silently, the dark awakens
Obscure words, obscure whispering
I can hear a maiden begging
For a peaceful, painless ending
Death can be a blessing
Sinister bird, sinister beauty
His dark appearance sets me free
A voice filled with melancholy
Listening to the Raven calling me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A poem perfectly fit for a Raven, you captured in poetic beauty the dark birds lot in life. Well done and the rhyming is great.