That night
I saw him
In my vision,
He was lean and pale,
He stood in front of me,
I asked him anxiously,
"Who are you? "
He replied,
"I am your friend, "
Hearing this, I said,
"It's impossible, "
Immediately he said,
"Then I am your enemy, "
Again I said,
"It's also impossible; "
That time being very angry,
He said to me,
"Then you think in your own way, "
Saying this, he disappeared soon.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is very difficult to carry on a conversation with a vision- -they up and leave after being mysterious for a time. Enjoyed this piece of writing very much! .