After a long crawling and struggling
I could take a deep breath finally.
But I found that what I had been inhaling
Is but an liquidized fire actually.
With an invisible knife which is blunt-pointed,
I tried but failed to cut the solidified air.
'Why you're here? ' suddenly someone shouted,
'You the liquidised fire! '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem