Time moves.
When the sun is swallowed by the darkness over the sky..
And the sky is as red as blood, washed the horizon with shadows of black..
The sky cackled, the birds flying trough,
Aware of the darkness that chasing them.back to the nest in the mountains.
A moon appeared, floating and dangling,
As white as a ghostly face as it appears.
Stars sparkling, scattered
They've moved away from the moon, scared from the shine...
Woods creaked, the sounds of forest was heard
A hoots and whisper's in the darkness
Eyes lurking, many moves appeared behind the bushes.
Hunting, beasts wandering, crouching, waiting in the shadows..
The grass is swaying, they wondered as they're laying, waiting...
A river sound at distant, luring guests with surprise at water's edge...
A shadow in the grass, as they crackled, a man walking trough the dark...
Seeking trough, wander..
To living the life,
To meet the night
A night with a symphony, singing the dreams and nightmares....
The shadow swallowed by the forest, trough the bushes and grass..
To the forest, greeted by the dark shadows in the night..
The steps faded..eerie, evil winds brushing through the leaves..
Howls was heard at the heart of forest, distant was a scream and a splash....
Time moves on, there's nothing to heard
Silence at the forest, haunted the night away..
Silence, silence, passed trough the night
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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