My skin turned pale
as i saw the ship sail
it was a horrible day
after the day break which usually lay
the sea grew roar
more and more
how are they? where did they go?
don't i have the right to know?
already they have suffered a lot of pain
after so many years of regain
will I be successful in their search
after my long research
no one did ever mention
only I was the one who took their tension
now after weeks at he peak
of the teak
i can see the cope of my long last hope
some where ages and ages far
they are safe as the star
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nycz im writing poems from class 3rd so sum poems r kiddish so dun mind...okay?