There was a moth
Hovering around the lamp
At night Flying
I warned her not to be killed by herself
I said, asking
‘ Why do you welcome the death on your own'
But said, she replying
‘Let the lamp itself realize
That I myself had a heart
Before my death'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Many people are being died with out identifying each other as well as they have not respecting to the legal after that they can do like that its a nice poem thanks