Woke up sleepy-eyed
So damn tired
From last night's blues
Nothing to lose
Spoke to morning sun
While on the run
Tears subsiding
From my life's killing
Woke up to howling moon
Werewolves biting me soon
Half-hearted human dying
Of all the terrorizing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sleepy eyed face spoke to morning sun. Amazing poem is well crafted that reflects depression and fear wisely.10
Thank you, Kumarmani for your kind words. Much appreciated.