The poet fell into
a slumber
during his writing.
The characters jumped out
of the paper
and walked quietly.
When he woke up
the poet was perplexed
seeing the empty paper.
When he looked down
from the corridor,
he saw the characters were
loitering on the street.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A lovely amusing write....true, we pick up characters from the street often to write about...5*****