Apr 10, 2011

Solitary Prayer

"Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!" I shrieked, upstarting--
"Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken! -- quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!"
Quoth the raven, "Nevermore."

Edgar Allan Poe - The Raven

Whispers crawling, whispers calling,

Too dead before you’re born,

Too damned before, your heart is thorn

Between all wrongs and rights…

So draw your lines,

Hide between your thoughts,

Otherworldly images of pain,

The line is always mine to cross…

Scream your thoughts before the sky,

Inside your mind, forsaken lullaby,

The lullaby of Death made flesh,

Lick the sweat between its thighs…

Devour sweetly my last breath,

With each and every thought astray,

With each and every kiss of clay,

Deliver Me into my grave…


  1. Da.
    Restul e clar că eşti tu.
    N-am să mai zic nimic când te citesc. Scrii bine şi tu o ştii.
    Însă poemele tale, traduse au lipsuri. Mi-ar plăcea să te citesc mai mult în limba maternă.

  2. Gaseste tu varianta perfecta in romana care sa exprime ce vrea Mihai...
    Bravo demon drept!

  3. nu stiu daca poemele sunt facute pentru a fi traduse...