The forbidden yawn
Slithering like a river quick and regal
A calm creeps up upon you now a
calm that knows no equal
Your jaws they part your teeth so cruel
They say their last farewells
And from the depth of
nothingness
the voice that there so dwells
It groans and
mutters, screams, demands
From down there in the deep
Enough with all the pleasantries
You fool we need to sleep!
You don't give in so easlily
You do put up a
fight
Those forces sent by up above they don't give into
flight
It is too late the cozy warmth of silent hypnos breath
It overwhelms your body fast
8 hours now of death
You drift away reaching for the everchanging lights
Hoping that somehow
you would find aid in this lonliest of nights
Noone is coming and it might
just be a good thing it is so
For the warm embrace of sleep is a way
we all must sometimes go
Alle Rechte an diesem Beitrag liegen beim Autoren. Der Beitrag wurde auf e-Stories.org vom Autor eingeschickt Arpton.
Veröffentlicht auf e-Stories.org am 18.11.2022.
Vorheriger Titel Nächster Titel
Mehr aus der Kategorie "Allgemein" (Gedichte in englischer Sprache)
Weitere Beiträge von Arpton
Hat Dir dieser Beitrag gefallen?
Dann schau Dir doch mal diese Vorschläge an: