through filthy darkness
sand crawls
through glass of time
a pale face reflects
the passage of time
through the moon's shine
sickly crow claws
at a sad soul's heart
until the last of sand
falls to peace
_____ norwegian _____
i luddert mørke
kravle sanda
gjennom glas av ti
et bleikt ansikt reflektere
tias løp
gjennom månens skin
sjukeli skjor sett kløra
i ei trist sjels brøst
te sandas siste fell te ro
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Author:
Mr. Not (
Offline) - Published: October 16th, 2023 13:25
- Comment from author about the poem: a tiny poem i finished today with the help of a friend. the crow is a magpie in the Norwegian(original) one because of convenience. the poem is not directly translated because of the use of local words that written Norwegian simply do not have nor use/use differently.
- Category: Gothic
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Comments1
Great imagery.
Thank you, friend.
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