'Have you told me? '
The significant question hovered
In the atmosphere
For a long long time,
Then he answered,
'No, '
The answer was final,
Still the suspicion did not end,
It remained in the ambience forever,
But this was the real glory,
Everybody thought about the doubt
Year after year,
Just a never-ending line extended continuously.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem