Forming a puzzle in front of my vision,
I have quests and solutions for them;
The inspiration from the Devil is immense,
Strict peace is observed without him.
The demons are against the solution of a puzzle,
For the evil of the deeds are to be kept.
One puzzle is like two pens at work,
This conjures the vision of a dream to write.
Visions are displayed by me and my thoughts,
I see the quiz of times and see their demons.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem