Rustling;
Darkness;
Shrieking;
Howling!
Our hearts fell
Like fallen dead trunks
That have become termites' abode.
Naked;
Exposed to the cold of existence
Like nude vagrants in heavy winter.
Echoes of life
Kept rumbling blindly
Until our hearts were numb.
Then we heard
Hysterical laughter from within
And mockingly a voice uttered,
'Oh look at what fear has done to you all! '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem