The call of the other side,
just to be there if only once.
Who does the promise
and keeps waiting for the ferry?
Everyone here is a loner
and the future never comes.
Found a stone out of boredom
thrown into the cold water.
If levees are high above water
the river becomes wide like a sea.
Ships sail by
with no passengers anymore.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Awesome work. Great sentiments with nice style. Great write indeed. I rate it 10. TFS. Please read and rate my poem 'A daring hope' on page 1.