All good things come to an end
And the night must fall here
I am prepared with my cross
For the demons when they call
Now these eyes bright as stars
Have got my back when it is dark
I will be the one to wake up
In the morn to sing the new song.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great sentiments.This is really a nice work. I like it for its vivid imagery and skilful description. A fine 10. Thanks for sharing..... Please read and rate my poem 'A busy street on page 1.