Swaying beneath the rocks
A hollow grove-
A darkness that mocks.
Those suffering souls strove
To a bitter gnawing shock.
Down below, down below
To a whimpering wind throw
Thyself into its muddy docks.
Fallen down a faulty bliss
Through the willows stilled
In somber reflection, still amidst
Reality and its core chilled-
No longer a speck of trust
Down below, down below
To a wavering scene throw
Thyself into its shifting basis.
Veiled under a flawless plane
The unchaste rest
Creatures most inhumane
Pervert timid lilies amongst pests
In seething seas of collected grime-
Down below, down below
To a flaming hearth throw
Thyself into its fiery mane.
Destitute seas howl
Birds in derision chirp
Sunshine no longer shimmers now
Solitude neglected comfort.
Purity lacks influence in the foul-
Down below, down below
To the fraught climate throw
Thyself against its wicked brow.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great words put together to create UNDERNEATH, down below now.... but don't forget to come back up