Violently torn from a rare, blissful dream
By the sound of my name swathed inside a stentorian scream
Shivering against a sudden chill; the room dense with a effluvium stench
Immense fear rendering my entire body, into a fiercely painful clench
Skeletal face set in sepulchral mask draws eerily near
Momentarily muted, i stifle the bitterness of a lone, salted tear
Dead lidless eyeballs boring deep into my soul; an incident horribly indecent
Motionless mouth oozing ferocious whispers through a thick, ancient accent
Your time here is near its end you have been blessed with a long, painful death!
Announced the hideous eidolon; vitriolic words pushed forthed by a decaying breath
Extending out a repulsive, boned finger it touched my skin which scorched
An instant infestation; a serge of agonizing pain leaving my gapping heart en tourched
Now marks the begining of your end....
The title alone reads fear. This one gave me cold shivers. Very good.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow, I don't know what that spirit was that you were drinking, but better leave it alone! Sorry couldn't resist a tease. I liked the stentorian scream very much, too.