slosh of oars
ripples the night
of tremulous moons
the nightjar soars
on silver light
a sad tune croons!
tides up swell
lap the wood
in ceaseless kiss
moon grows pale
in deep brood
of broken wish
the misty haze
spells the core
spins a dream
mind in daze
forgets shore
drifts upstream!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is amazing write with so much emotions playing portrayed from these lines like mind in daze, forgets shore drifts upstream! outstanding indeed