In the boat of a life
They were placed side by side
No blood connection
No gene in common
Yet the thread of love
And their brotherly love
Bonded them together
To share the waves
And the heat
They lived a life under different breed
In sorrow and in pain
They helped each other
Without thinking about the gains
No hatred could lure them
No wind blew their love
They lived in peace
They were two neighbors
No neighbour can live in peace yet you mock at them by this wonderful poem, I wish I could see any two living in harmony.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such neighbors are ideals, but a poet is always an idealist. what else he can do except day dreaming and converting his beautiful dreams in a lovely poem like this.