The shining bedspread
The glowing shimmer
In time it only grew dimmer
The tale of the marriage bed
A tale so gory and blood red
A massacre of hopes fill with dread
It was where one learnt the ropes
Opened to the secrets divine
All treats while lying supine
As ages passed by
So did the tales grow thin
It was now a bed of sin
The tale of the marriage bed
A tale so gory and blood red
A massacre of hopes fill with dread
Now a stranger
Now a lover
True love is now over
The cold bed cried in pain
All the dreams were now in vain
The icy chill strives to kill
All feelings and emotions choked
The baby was born still
No more warm feelings it stoked
The tale of the marriage bed
A tale so gory and blood red
A massacre of hopes fill with dread
Once it did fill a maiden's heart
With hopes and dreams in the very start
Now it just reveals the nights apart
A testimony to those lonesome souls
That lay together but the bed never rolls
A witness to the silent tears and unspoken fears
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem