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
and screaming
It’s already early morning.
And I was dreaming.
'The soul is willing to fight but the flesh is paralysed.' took me where you wanted me to. brilliant. Not easy easy to grasp the whole poem but yet can say it's not only the dream but also the real life situation where you stuck and unable to express yourself. great poem. loved it.
It is the best description of a nightmare I've ever read. The line I liked best was 'And my rapid eye movement is in a hurry.'. Only thing is I wish it could've gone on a little while more. Great work. :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
you do such a great job of really putting the reader there visually and emoting feeling. i'm scared right now! :)