Rough translation of the poem “The Beggar” (The poem by Mahakabi Laxmi Prasad Devkota)

Look! – here comes a beggar, Limping with every step, His eyes raised, pathetic, Adept. A dense sadness in the silence, The light! The string of life he plucks Is worn from ages kept In the yard with the sunshine Bright! On one point a round tear Wept, The history of a lifetime’s plight.