Moonlight's pale rays dance around me.
When all solitude is dragged down,
Six feet under to my abyss,
To the cold which has become my home,
To the place where all prayers fail.
I'm doomed to mourn an eternity...
You're poetic skills are much more advanced than my own. This one amused me particularly...you might want to read one of my favorite authors, HP Lovecraft. You can read him free on Dagonbytes.com.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sad very sad but joyous at the same time.Being different and free can make us lonely.10********