nimal dunuhinga Poems

I tried to rearrange my few books and I kept the unhinged door aside of my cupboard.
Oh! There were full of roaches dancing.
Suddenly I took the insect killer spray can and I changed my notion after realizing the fact.
They too have the right to participate31 October, eve of All Saints' Day.
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He came at a twilight as he promised with a huge gift the computer;
Really that's worth me a lot than mount Himalaya.
During our brief chat I brush up my little World of knowledge
From this six footers mobile Encyclopedia and I am deeply indebted to you dear.
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Her consumptive father is a shoeshine in the particular railway station
And her infidel mother goes out late in the evening,
Dilly-dally in the dim-light streets.
The child prodigy who plays her shaky piano, Mom has picked from a junk yard on a full moon day.
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I wake up to the discotheque World.
The stars disappear and the pale moon still hangs in the sky
With a broken smile.
Plump sun comes out like a ripen orange,
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I sit on an isolated bench beside the pond
And I write these few lines in my pocketbook.
Oh! The black swan in the pond dragged me to my boisterous school days.
We called her 'Blackbeauty'; The dark girl with a huge back.
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I am the vine, and you are the branches.
John 15: 5 (CEV)
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The bare land which I borrowed is not big enough
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Thick snow covered the mountain tops and the dangerous calendar is going to be finished very soon,
But a new shinning one comes with the same old nagging worries.
I hear the hymns from a faraway church
And I think of my old thatched village church and the skinny bearded father who wanders in my blood-soaked native land.
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When he kept his burdensome head on the velvet pillow
He felt very comfortable,
And the springy mattress shot him to the Heaven.
He walked here and there like a balloon.
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I am sure that he brings the lost prestige to the land of opportunity.
He definitely fulfill the commoners' dreams.
He may stops all the unnecessary wars and he brings back home our brave brothers and sisters from the rage battlefields.
Guess who comes to the dinner?
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