A certain vision
Haunts the whole atmosphere.
It gives me chill I don’t need.
My hair stands.
Cats purring at each other
Conversing on their language.
Outside the door I can see
A shadow that I don’t know.
Now, so many visions
Adds chill to this midnight.
It is really bugging my thoughts
My inner voice screams.
Inside me is my aching chest.
Heart’s pounding so loud.
I am now heavily breathing;
Gasping for air so to survive.
This long and cold night;
How I wish it would end soon
With its promise of fueling the magic
Of the pen that drips dark blood.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
great concept..theme well narrated....10