Howling in the dark night,

Out of you blood cold,

These never seen creatures have come out now,

Ruling in the dark forests and the never ending vast roads.

The growling of the foxes fade,

The roaring of the lions freeze in the hollow sky,

When they emerge from nowhere,

In search of that blood new.

Hungry for years,

They scare the universe and your body’s core,

They suck that red liquid out,

But still they want more.

Being jealous of the mankind,

They want to see its end,

Hypnotized in their own thoughts,

Beware! The ghosts are here.

That once pale moonlight,

robbed the vision of my poor eyes,

To make it now look brighter,

Leaving me unwise.

That once dark night,

Snatched the stars from my lap,

So not to be hated,

My happiness in its fame, it has zapped.

And now the spirits aroung me,

Want my body to shield their vanishing anatomy,

They want my level to lower down,

Tied me into their cruelty’s web; they won’t let me be free.

But no more now,

As i have woken up to the sun’s first call,

I’ll tame myself from that unwise to wise,

My wiseness,now i won’t hide.

You won’t believe this but my poems make me feel the love of a mother. After all my poems are as precious to me as a baby is important to his/her mom and a pearl is important for a rich and selfish person. Know what i mean?