Sailing through the seas of life, No sign of a shore
Roaming the way the wind would sway
Nights would drift without a spell
Looking at the sky I was about to cry
As I was losing my hope of the shore
I saw a pretty star glowing at me
She guided me towards a lane
Making me follow her splendor
I fought the waves of terror and tides of pain
Only to follow this blissful game
Here I have reached the fertile plain
Where are you my Secret star?
Leaving me alone without your shine
The joy of reaching has drifted now
I set to sail again in the waves
To loose my path and wander like slaves
Hoping my star
Will show up again to give me light and relieve my pain
If my reaching the post will make you wane
I would wander the sea, never reaching the plain
Nazim-
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love - The theme is a never dying spring Each time fresh, new and sweet Your thoughts they bring to mind Love is an eternal search To find peace and solace and rest We sure wouldn't mind being slaves of Love! A beautiful poem, Nazim.