Werewolf Ballad - Η Μπαλάντα Του Λυκανθρώπου Poem by Kostas Lagos

Werewolf Ballad - Η Μπαλάντα Του Λυκανθρώπου

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A beast inside me

I keep it chained

It struggles

Trying to break free

It claws and bites

and crawls and fights

but remains detained

until the next full moon

Then, it grows stronger

and takes control

It metamorphoses my body

my mind and my soul

Cannot stop it

no matter how

hard I try to keep it

restrained

I am the wolf's prisoner now

...or maybe the monster has

just grant me my freedom?




Ένα θηρίο μέσα μου

Αλυσοδεμένο το κρατώ

Αγωνίζεται

Προσπαθώντας να ελευθερωθεί

Δαγκώνει και γρατζουνά

και σέρνεται και παλεύει

μα φυλακισμένο παραμένει

μέχρι την επόμενη πανσέληνο

Τότε, αυξάνει η δύναμή του

και τον έλεγχο πια έχει

Το σώμα μου μεταμορφώνει

το μυαλό μου και την ψυχή μου

Ανεξέλεγκτο είναι

όσο σκληρά κι αν

προσπαθώ να το

συγκρατήσω

Είμαι τώρα δέσμιος του λύκου

... ή μήπως το τέρας μόλις

με ελευθέρωσε;

Friday, March 6, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: gothic,myth,psychological
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Captain Cur 10 March 2020

Our monsters struggling to set us free, not themselves, or perhaps both. The chains of freedom are strongest when we struggle against ourselves. Insightful poem with a provocative meaning or meanings. So if the beast was to get free, exactly how much damage would it do?

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Edward Kofi Louis 07 March 2020

Struggles! ! Survival, Facing the odds. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Kesav Easwaran 06 March 2020

We are the monster and the master inside us. Good poem Kostas. Much insightful 10+

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