It's the best when I write,
It's the worst when I stop,
But that's life,
I have to accept both these.
When the dark night appears,
The atmosphere becomes calm and quiet,
Then I scrutinize myself minutely
And find that my soul is very happy and contented with
Whatever I have achieved.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Muse of peace and love! ! ! Through writing. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.