For the evil time to pass over
I wait; I watch; I wonder.
From whom, overtly flaunt the world's doom
Self-possessed keep to my room.
Shall appear the Judge, to the guilty
As a great adversary.
Above my roof I pray less to hear
Vengeful noise than rumblings mere.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A well crafted poem.It takes more than one readings to let it grow.
Thanks Kostas. Written when was more reclusive! !