Down the dark domain
Sat Death in solitude and Pain
With raving silence.
Cold tears froze half away down his hard bony cheeks.
Eons hath passed
And his work he hath honorably done
But the time he is to kneel to the Gods above him hath tipped.
He looked up to the dark heavens and bellowed…
"O' lords where is thy mercy? "
"Where in have you hidden it from me? "
He gravely cried out.
His despair wondering the cold dungeons of his dark kingdom,
His misery leaving echoes in frame onto his walls.
He raised high his cold hands
"For far too long hath I been as one
With none
.but damned souls to ease my lonesome.
But with time they too cannot feed the dark void of my cold heart."
Glaring down the rocks that men hold of home
"Even men thy foulest inferior creature hath with it a companion
But I the ruler of all that is Death hath not, why is that? "
His dark domain remained cold,
And dead of any word.
Faith hath already broke
When striking from the nothing of darkness
Were illuminated spheres... dozen of them
"O' dear Lord Death
We hath heed thy request
And we here to enquire thee of thine wish"
"O' Lords of dimensions
I beg unto thee
I gravel in need
Make me one to call mine own.
For this solitude hath driven I to madness
And feats of great sorrow and despair"
For moments silence fell upon all
Humid clouds of thrill possessed Death
"O' Lord Death
why should ye be granted a companion?
For ye are but a cold evil God
Devoid of any emotion"
Death's eyes widened in disappointment
"Nay!She Goddess of light
I hath been neither good nor evil.
I am Death
My duties are of which is to depart mortals from their worlds
And I do what is of what I must"
"And what dost thee saith about love, Death?
Hath thee never been overtaken by cries of the loved ones of those ye hath snatched from them? "
"Aye, brave god of the blue! ! "
The deep cold voice of Death replied
"It is that of the name of love that the desire to hath mine own arose.
The same love that hath made ye all the desire to create life arose, now birthed in me the desire to have one to call my equal."
The Gods and Goddesses
Lifted from Death's Kingdom
With kind full words
"We have taken to mind your request. Thy wish hath been granted Lord Death"
And in the midst of darkness
Arose Lady Death
Fit for a king of darkness
A queen of terror
To the very day
Think not that Death feels not thy pains as he snatches thy loved ones
It is of Love that he does so....
(The end)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Fantastic poem! Elements of mythology and fantasy combined to give such a superb result!