You have told me angrily that
You have deleted me
From your great book,
But it is wrong,
When I read your valuable book thoroughly,
I sincerely feel
A bright page about me is still hidden
In the soft core of the book,
Only I can feel it
And only I can read it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is the ability of the writer To see the unseen. good work