You toss and turn in your sleep
Having the same nightmare one wants to conquer
and beat.
Swift images appear in your mind.
Dragons,
Monsters,
Omens,
Mobsters,
Leading to a path with the word
'Death' written on a sign.
The sign is blind to the necked eye
One tries to find what was lost in the concept of
having a piece of mind,
For time is not on your side.
As you began to move back,
You feel the attack of breathe you seem to lack.
Your heart begans to pound with no arthymic
sound
Yet, the terror paralyzes you to the core with no
notions of facts.
Fog whispers through the dark
Leaving a form of a humans mark.
Your feet begans to feel like water soaked in dried
sand
Only to look up and see a vision of the ' Candy Man'.
This poem creates a nightmare not while sleeping but while reading. A coward dies many a death while a brave man dies once. Good imagination.
Tiffany, Excellent description of subject with a nice dash of imagination. I know why you like my writing...your intentions are clearly conveyed. I like your writing for the same reasons... Ray
Candy man candy man here i m, come and get me if u can then u ll realise i m the liquid man and u ll go away...hahahaha take care Tiffany Roger
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a nice poem! I was very scared after reading it thinking about how terrified the person might have felt. But I realised the way you used simplewords to make your readers feel the tension in the place.