Dark poems are everywhere,
floating in the midnight air.
Listen, listen, you have no choice,
the evil words, the devils voice.
Where the world falls apart,
there lies a dark poem of the heart.
Dark poems tell the devils lies,
they make you hear the evil cries.
Hold onto your ravaged soul,
don’t let life take its toll.
Dark poems are everywhere,
read them, read them, if you dare.
REB
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This writing was clear and meaningful for all those who read poetry. Though I was thinking that there may be some disagreenent about what a dark poem is. I recommend this piece regardless. GW62