Like the knight of sleeping beauty,
He slashes through my heart.
Tearing down my courage,
Shattering my resolve like a wine glass.
He has stolen upon me in the dead of the night,
With darkness as his shield.
I look and wonder,
What brings my heart to my lips?
What shivers my spines?
Peekabo, thinkaboo!
Yet, I see not his face.
I try to fight, but my strength fails.
Boo! And I am defeated
When his thought cross my mind.
Show me thy face o slayer?
Nay, he says,
I am the darkness that haunts every man.
Tremble before me
Though you will never know my face.
You will ponder dawn till dawn
Till you vanquish me with courage
I will never leave your side
For I am fear of the unknown,
The darkness in every man.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great atmosophere in this piece, it builds really well. Some beautiful phrases. Keep writing!