The dragon awaits a person,
a he, a she, an it.
The dragon awaits a killer,
a killer to end its miserable life.
The dragon awaits a friend,
a friend to pet his sorrow.
The dragon awaits a time,
a time of happiness and calmness,
the calmness of death…….
The dragon awaits a motion,
a motion of a blade.
This is the dragon,
the dragon who forbids himself from a happy, free life.
The mountain in which he lives,
is cracking and falling apart,
destroying his soul and his physical form.
But beyond the dragons knowledge,
this sad story will soon end……….
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hey Tom, I love your poetry...I read the others too...and i think that your style of writing is very powerful....way to go! ! ! !