Quiet flows a small river
And a small boat floats on its silence.
Nothing goes wrong for some time-
Nothing at all goes wrong....
There blooms a flower on the face of the lone sailor
As the river recedes and his boat triumphs forward,
He begins to sing a song-
A sweet song...
Nothing goes wrong for some more time-
Nothing goes wrong.
A small wind blows,
It grows into a storm next.
The song stops for at once
And the boat turns upside down.
The sea emerges
And it embraces the river.
Nothing goes wrong
As quiet flows this river.
Will you sit on the bank of this river for a while
To hear the cry of the sailor who sang on its waters once?
remarkable poetry. Mastery at height.10/10. Hats off dear poet! :)
Unprecedented events do happen in our lives, one way or another we succumb to it and only those whose spirit are keen remember!
Soothing and big work, such a good piece to read in heavy time! _Soul
Unexpected storms can brew and capsize our small boats. But everything goes back to normal and we hardly think of the ones drowned in the sea of life! A pleasant write with a deep undertone of pathos!
A small river flows quietly and ends up quietly....but the sailor's song will haunt us forever.
There is always quiet after the storm. It seems nothing has happened. Beautiful poem. Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem with rhythm loved to read 10