I tried to remember it again and again....
What was it?
What was it?
In spite of my utmost effort,
I could not recall it
Which destroyed my beautiful dream.
All day I thought and thought,
But in vain,
Finally dark night came,
Then in the dark and gloomy environment
I remembered everything,
It was my dark deed which completely ruined my wonderful dream.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
How unfortunate. Your subconscious was trying to protect you from the saddening memory it seems. Well done! ~