This afternoon frustration looms large in my mind,
Even my dearest poetry seems poison to me,
This happens for the first time,
I can never imagine,
I see the sun is setting,
I am on the verge of ruin,
Is there anybody in this vast sphere
Who can rescue me from this disastrous condition?
Hurry up, please.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
just hold it POET ME IS COMING AND U KNOW HE DOES HELP ALWAYS Is there anybody in this vast sphere MMMMMMMMMMMMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE is