Tonight
I’ll be alone
But
I’m not scared
It’s not my first lonely night
Many passed and many yet to come
So, though I’m alone
Nothing to moan
When night will be older
And light weaker
I know, they’ll come
Hunting
To dig up my decayed past
But I’m no more afraid
I’ll fight
Holding tight
My pen and paper
My armour
My mighty saviour
Very nice. You have courage to face the dangers that come with the night.Loved it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Tonight with your sweet love. Thanks for sharing.