I was walking with my tranquil mind,
It is always a great feeling for a poet,
But it did not last long,
Suddenly a wicked bee came and stung me fiercely,
I screamed in pain,
But in vain,
The obnoxious devil had fled,
Destroying the serenity of my poetic mind,
So I was compelled to stop.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
" A wicked bee" ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.