Token Of The Undead - Απέθαντο Σύμβολο Poem by Kostas Lagos
Token Of The Undead - Απέθαντο Σύμβολο
A bat flies silently through the night
Dark are its grandeur and might
At dusk the nocturnal's wings are spread
Bow before the token of the undead
Φτερουγίζει η νυχτερίδα το βράδυ σιωπηλά
Το μεγαλείο και η ισχύς της είναι σκοτεινά
Το σούρουπο το νυκτόβιο ανοίγει τα φτερά
Στο απέθαντο σύμβολο γονατίστε ευλαβικά
A chilling description of bats as manifest creatures of draculine proportions. Great closing line.
Gothic indeed. Spooky.! Look-over- your- shoulder writing.! Bow before the token of the undead- - is particular chilling! 10+++
Musing with nature! ! Delight of the night; Bats seen around. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Really a dark frightening imagery Kostas! Each line stands out on its own. Adds weight. Fabulous poem writing 10+
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/18/2024 7:58:28 PM # 1.0.0.1119
An amazing painting of a night scene. Brilliantly penned.