As a poet I am but a pessimist
And poetry my pessimism,
As optimism lures me not,
But the darker side of life,
A poet of bleak hope
And devastated human destiny
And its predicament,
A poet of frailty and failure
And fatalism,
But not at all superstitious.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
okay, I like it, thanks..