Withering Skies
And silent mountains
Deep dark forests
Empty fountains
Bone-chilling air
Shadows lurching
Creatures moving
Water murking
Crumbling stone
Echoes throwing
Signs of reason
Nowhere showing
Failed fortress
Lost in time
Long forgotten
But in rhyme
Song of heroes
Fought for right
Sung to children
Every Night
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Water murking.....Crumbling stone....Echoes throwing signs of reason. What an amazing poem shared definitely., , , ,10