A cricket reminded me
Of my doleful nights full
Of sorrows and sufferings.
I was ready to commune with
Him but my inner spirit resisted me
Of not doing so,yet my vain efforts
Tried hard to make him speak something.
Alas! In vain I found, all of a sudden, a vast
Sea before me without any cricket.
Coming back my home I lamented my
Known cricket, but he never appeared me
After then, though I searched enough.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem