Warning signs drift on
The wind. Darkness is draining
The flowers' colours.
Malignant voices now sow
The seeds of discord
Within the heart of dreaming.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very borderline Edgar Allan Poe. Just six lines Dominic but your dark message hits home. A poem portent for any reader to think about and the last three well written lines are so bible black. A full wicked, wicked score and so darkly disturbingly deserved. Thank you Dominic and you know how to really unsettle a reader.