Undead Saga Poem by allan macli borges
Undead Saga
Caught in a bad dream I hit the wind
Arms readies for fighting with the unseen
Blank files is the life of the full time awake
Dark pages may fill the part time asleep
Stains of existence gathered with reality
Voices from deep facing with songs of the world
Pictures of ghosts painted on the air
Walking with no aim or so much affair
The life of the sleepless seems the undead saga
Crawling the earth among the living
But belonging to another world that is between
No ones knows the hardness that’s load this bale
Never entirely awake never entirely asleep
Only he can understand his haunted tale
Long for its end unknowing how it would be
To be continued…
Aha! MY young friend! We nurture same emotions. This is really good poetry. If time permits please read my MY DARK NIGHTS. I'm sure u love it.....10
A very beautiflu write. Pl. read my MY DARK NIGHTS. Same theme...your poem is succinct and very powerful.
there're many undead in us........the symptoms persist when someone taken for granted all his glory....without seeing his mortality is looming.fine touch allan.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/2/2024 10:38:29 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Only he can understand his haunted tale Long for its end unknowing how it would be wonderful write by the imagery of life,10+, thanks for sharing