Fear of the Beast
The Beast rises again.
He rears his ugly head.
Whip! Whip! Strike! Strike!
He hits my heart with a sickening thud.
I stir at night, crippled by fear.
Oh, how I dread the night…
Oh, how it hurts me…
As the moon rises, this dread rises too.
Whip! Whip! Strike! Strike!
I writhe at the pain, which this dark force inflicts on me.
Oh, how I curse this sadness, which is in my heart.
Whip! Whip! Strike! Strike!
By day, I am brave. By night, I am like a mouse
— Which is terrified by a Lilliputian.
Oh, I curse the beast that makes me weak.
Salvadore Ponce de Leon
curse the beast. good one, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
curse the beast. good one, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a beautiful poem indeed