nimal dunuhinga Poems

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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The poor sooty chimney cleaner who shouts from a top;
' Oh! These trampled flowers cry irksomely
But the inhuman machines never stop the rotation
And crush the soft petals vigorously.
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While he rides on his bicycle with a whistle
He speaks to himself; 'One day I would like to be a postgraduate.'
And he writes on a postcard address to his fiancee.
Yet he couldn't post it due to the long-standing postal strike.
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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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Though it's rusty,
Still strong enough to stay
And that's why they live together happily.
They do not want to fly
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