There is a forbidden place, in a land far away
Where the mist blankets the ground, cold and gray
Some believe it to be fog, others say its hell sent
Others believe it to be the breath, that a dragon had spent
As one enters the mist, and eerie calm comes about
Seeing nothing, hearing no one, your mind clouded with doubt
As if in a room, filled ever thickening white smoke
The pungent smell of sulphur, causes you to choke
Walking in blindly, you pause to gather your senses
Heightened with anxiety, your aware of his defenses
Many a brave knight has entered the Dragons Breath
Armed with only a sword, a shield, and emanate death
A low growl reverberates, from somewhere up ahead
As you stumble about and tripping, over the remains of the dead
Those who’ve tried before you, only to fall victim to the mist
As you raise your sword higher, clenched tightly in your fist
Searching for something, your senses tell you, is drawing very near
Your pulse quickens, your heart races, filling your body with fear
You call on the spirits, of those who dared before you
Help you see past his cloak of mist, and that your aim to be true
As you close your eyes, you see him, thru the eyes of others
Those who were there before you, thru the eyes of your fallen brothers
With one swift move you lunge your sword, and pierce his cold black heart
Releasing the earthbound spirits, he dies as they depart
You raise your sword heaven bound, and bid them all farewell
Set free from this purgatory, released from the dragons spell
Farewell my brothers, till we meet again, and join yet for another fight
I bid you all gods speed, as you kneel before them, a lone knight
Very well written indeed from such pen flows me thinks red ink
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I would like to translate this poem
Wow! That's a great poem Poison! Definately a 10+ in my book.