Violence everywhere,
Peace nowhere,
Everybody is afraid of it,
The atmosphere is indeed dark and gloomy,
But the great poet dreams a wonderful dream
In his lovely poetic realm,
The spell does not last long,
When he wakes up into the world of harsh reality,
He finds himself as a great fool.
Perhaps a fool but one who has made the best of what there is in fetid offerings! Great poem. Thank you for reminding us of the poet's work despite what fools we feel like sometimes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dark and gloomy! ! Wickedness on earth. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.