Murder, murder, heinous murder!
I dreamt a dreadful dream in that ominous night,
When I was deep asleep.
Being terribly afraid, I woke up immediately
And saw the dark murderer had fled very fast.
But it had already accomplished the worst damage for me,
The cruel devil had truly murdered my joyous soul and pleasant mind,
I remained absolutely deserted and empty.
A reflection of the environment very well penned.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem