In the dark night
The traveller was tired and exhausted,
He knocked at the door
Of the deserted house,
Nobody opened it,
After a while,
The weary traveller knocked the door again,
Then someone whispered to him from aside,
'You are a stranger here,
Please go back.'
I would probably do the same! Despite being a black belt in origami! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sometimes a deserted house is tinged with mystery. An interesting write.