Light chases always the dusk
Dusk wears malicious mask
Light travels straight in space
Dusk hides itself in deep place
In abysses in labyrinths
There beneath lie its strengths
Behind curtained windows
Under domes where bats grow
It can dwell inside heads
That are locked or being mad
In wicked people like devil
To draw others to the evil
Light surely won't prevail
Because dusk wear a veil
And has the greatest force
And inherited lore endorse
He who sees not sun at noon
Through riddle is blind and goon
There is not deaf than the ear
Of who does not want to hear.
Friday 12 September 2014
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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