That night I dreamt a fearful dream,
It was throughout grim,
I was alone in my room,
Suddenly some horrible ghosts loomed,
All of them were fiercely screaming,
It was very frightening.
They were repeatedly forcing me to join their colony,
But I was always refusing to give them company;
Angrily they gave me a rollicking and threatened me saying,
'We have come from the land of dead,
As you have completed your worldly task,
Now we must take you with us to our perpetual shed.'
Though I tried my best to keep them at bay,
Finally I yielded and the tyrannical devils hastily took me away.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem