Very often the ambitious poet laments...
So many great things he thinks in his sublime poetic mind,
But most of them he forgets,
In fact very few he can remember and write.
The aspiring poet woefully yearns,
If he can recall all the important things
And depict them with his refined skill,
Then he must have been one of the greatest poets in the world.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem