What can be given by a poet
when there is nothing that can inspire
when reality is not enough to inspire
Did he die with lyric poetry
which always true rotten and lose readers?
What a poet should be doing
when empty meets imagination?
when time itself is not giving enough space
for the presence of a single poem
is not deserve to stay longer
will he still called a poet?
Although he no longer able to keep poetry?
after a long time he never wrote any poem.
One written above is an outpouring of heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem