Haunting
haunting
down the glooms
haunting
haunting
graves and tombs
cemeteries that light
in the middle of a night
torches that go round
cemeteries held and bound
by ghosts and shrouds
So verse speaks
but ah! in dreaming
The Sub-Conscious further
speaks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem