It's very frustrating indeed,
Hatred!
Jealousy!
Cruelty!
All are reigning the atmosphere mercilessly
Like a brazen devil,
'Still hope exists
In a different corner......
And in a prolific way, '
This way the wise pilgrim believes,
But impossible to feel it
With an agonizing mind,
Only a pleasing soul can feel it
With his calm and saintly spirit.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The claws of the devil is everywhere but hope and a great soul are our arms to conquer this darkness. An inspiring poem well written.