The dark stranger came
In my dark vision,
I stared at him in amazement for a while,
And then asked him,
'Who are you? '
He said in a gruff voice,
'I am the dark poet of the world, '
Being afraid,
I tried to flee from him,
But soon he caught me
And took me in his own murky realm.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem