Danger enters through the window of perversion.
Step sound of deviation
Can't be heard by putting
ears on the wall.
Densed clouds sound loud
In the courtesy of rain.
With pangs of hunger
Man gets out in search of food.
No end of aching in heart
Despite that without being dejected
Man clings to endeavour
For the better days to come.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An optimistic one. Thanks