I shall build a boat
I shall cast it in the water
I shall sail away from this strange earth
Where no one awaken the heroes in the wood of love
A boat empty of net
And longing heart for pearls
I shall continue sailing
Neither I shall loose my heart for the blues
Nor for the mermaids who emerge from the water
To spread their charm from their locks
On the shining solitude of fishermen
I shall continue sailing
I shall continue singing
“One should sail away, sail away.”
The man in that town had no myth
The woman in that town was not as brimful as a cluster of grapes
No hall mirror repeated joys
Not even puddles reflected a torch
One should sail away, sail away
Night has sung its song
Now it is the turn of windows
I shall continue sailing
I shall continue singing
Beyond the seas there is a town
In which windows open to manifestation
There rooftops quarter pigeons that looks at the jets of human intelligence
In the hand of each 10-year-old child a branch of knowledge lies
The townsfolk took at hedges
As if they look at a flame, a tender dream
Earth hears the music of your feeling
And the fluttering sound of mythological birds are heard in the wind
Beyond the seas there is a town
Where the sun is as wide as the eyes of early-risers
Poets inherit water, wisdom and light
Beyond the seas there is a town!
One must build a boat
One must build a boat..
Poem By: Sohrab Sepehri
August 6, 2008 at 9:19 am
Nice poem
August 6, 2008 at 2:06 pm
Lovely poem! (And picture!)
August 6, 2008 at 8:55 pm
That was beautiful, really moving.
It somehow reminded me of one of my fev poems:
THE BLUEBIRD- Charles Bukowski
there’s a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I’m too tough for him,
I say, stay in there, I’m not going
to let anybody see
you.
there’s a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I pur whiskey on him and inhale
cigarette smoke
and the whores and the bartenders
and the grocery clerks
never know that
he’s
in there.
there’s a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I’m too tough for him,
I say,
stay down, do you want to mess
me up?
you want to screw up the
works?
you want to blow my book sales in
Europe?
there’s a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I’m too clever, I only let him out
at night sometimes
when everybody’s asleep.
I say, I know that you’re there,
so don’t be
sad.
then I put him back,
but he’s singing a little
in there, I haven’t quite let him
die
and we sleep together like
that
with our
secret pact
and it’s nice enough to
make a man
weep, but I don’t
weep, do
you?
August 7, 2008 at 7:27 am
Nice Poem!! Realy u made it wel ..
August 7, 2008 at 7:41 pm
I like this. Fits my mood
August 7, 2008 at 8:24 pm
Thank you All..
Sumera, It fits my mood either..
August 7, 2008 at 11:08 pm
Lovely, Lovely poem, Shahrzad…you just made my day.
“Beyond the seas there is a town!
One must build a boat
One must build a boat..”
Loved it.
August 27, 2008 at 5:29 am
Beautiful poem!!