I wanted to catch him
Only extreme darkness of confusion surrounds
A white screen exists in the background
Blurred forest of Red Sandal wood is on the forehead
The shadow of innumerable stars touches the vocal cords
Careless colonnade standing on both sides
As if it the watercolor image cannot be drawn.
A forest of elusive light
Face and blush of twilight are covered by the hem in the horizon
It cannot be guessed correctly
Repentance is measured in deep mind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem