Lightning strikes upon ma window,
Thunder knocking it opens.
Shadows creeping
Finally it approached!
Beckoning me,
I flea...seeking refuge!
Amidst the deafening laugh,
'Noooo! . Dont'; I wail.
'SWEETzz, time is up'; demon
'Let me stay, Let me
In this beautiful garden,
Among am cherished moments.'
'OUT! NOW! '; he screams
Dragging me,
Into thy uncertainty;
THE BIG BAD WORLD.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem