Sharp, venomous arrows of neurotic pain:
A horrible pain spreading through the veins!
Ramified veins of an excruciating sensation;
That terrible sensation directed with intention:
That cruel intention which satisfies the madness;
A bloody-red madness of sick—sick blood
Seeking the blood of pure angelic victims;
Innocent victims in the teeth of vampires:
Those diabolical vampires of tenebrae!
The frightful tenebrae in the caves of madness:
That infernal madness…
Pain is life sharp venom or arrows hitting the mind. Pain scribbles life and makes unstable. We hope your pain will go away soon. Amazing poem is shared.10
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I would like to translate this poem
If somebody in the 15 candles of tenebrae sees darkness then it's more than pain. I bow again poetess