Darkness falls upon the land.
The night, silent and so dark.
Creatures make noise from their habitats.
I claw into my bed, its time to sleep.
In a flash I get lost.
Monsters of the night are on the run.
Terrorising my heart and my soul.
I scream silently and murmur loudly.
The soul is willing to fight but the flesh is paralysed.
Ghosts appear on the wall,
Stretching their arms to me as they glow.
Sweat on my skin oozes and starts to flow.
The whole picture becomes scary.
And my rapid eye movement is in a hurry.
The darkest hour is at hand,
ghosts and monsters flood the land.
Creeping in search of a prey,
and they find only me and I could’t even pray.
I suddenly wake up sweating
It’s already early morning.
And I was dreaming.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem