Sufferings, pain and agony
Reach me wherever I am; wherever they live;
Of a lone traveler’s feelings and all he suffers
In that journey,
Comes to me, makes me understand.
No matter how huge is loneliness
And no matter where it lies,
It’s bound for my eyes to see.
Small or large, every type of silence,
Of spring’s sorrow in fall,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem