The ship is afloat
The hour strikes
Water ripples beneath
The sky is clear
let us secretly steer
The captain, his crew
The planets and stars
Moon is yet to arrive
The sky is palest of blue
Lets them distinctly steer
The waves are high
The ridges visible
The mountains at the distance
Guarding angels look on
Time to start, steer clear! !
The last hold is loosened
The ropes pulled up
The men are waving
The sky is cloudless
First voyage begun
In her flower decked cabin
His lips seals hers
In poignant ownership
As sky bends touching sea
Day light dips away.........
Moon eclipsed by dark clouds
Smiles shyly.........
It is a maiden voyage
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~malinikadir
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nice. Check out my Maiden Voyage.