The full moon's risen in the night.
But in the haziness of air,
The moon does not appear as bright.
There is cloudiness to beware,
Caused by a force through land and sky,
That's natural or human made.
Right now the cause is unknown why.
But nearby creatures be afraid.
It is a hellish atmosphere,
And quickly filling up in smoke,
The creatures fleeing in their fear.
Some breathe their last in final choke.
A blood tinged red the moon does turn,
As through forest, the fire does burn.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good poem with a strong and powerful message. Well written. Btw, I like your pen name