I met the cruel stranger
Of the dark and obscure sphere,
He gave me a strong glare,
But I didn't care,
I began to walk,
Soon the stranger said to me in a gruff voice,
'Stop there!
It's my territory,
Don't proceed farther, '
I bravely protested,
'I am an honest and sincere writer,
I can easily travel the entire world.....
Enlightened or dark,
Accessible or inaccessible,
No one can prevent me.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The writers have strong will and bravery to express themselves.Otherwise they can not write.Beautiful poem, thanks for sharing.