My name is unknown to all of you;
I've no follower now, or was never before;
But I know that who, reading my lines,
Is living next to my door.
Perhaps my name will mingle in darkness,
Like most other names on the globe;
But it may be imprinted in your mind
If my lines can enter into your treasure trove.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem