The great question is....
'When? '
It is written in the lonely region,
But surprisingly the answer of it is visible
Only in the crowded zone,
What is the reason?
Everybody thinks deeply for a long time,
But nobody succeeds to find out the reason,
Then an old and wizened man arrives,
He thinks for a while
And easily finds the reason,
Soon he gets recognition.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem