nimal dunuhinga Poems

She comes to the balcony in her villa
She is wearing her flimsy dressing gown.
The lonely night is still young
And the crescent moon in her vivify.
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I drowned in shallows with shamefaced
And I pretended that I was happy.
But my inner thoughts were in afflict.
I dreamed that I floated and a distant island appeared in the far away mist.
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She resembles a soft fruit and very sociable.
But when she gets angry she is very fizzy like soda water.
He likes black beer as it gives the taste of bitter life
He says to the softie.
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The penury is the only valuable ornament they wear.
Their far relatives who are in the heaven hoax them in their dreams.
They call these innocents as heathen.
Once in a blue moon they come to the earth with their flickered flying saucers and fly in the face.
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We are not harmful to any creature
then why they hurt us?
instead of rain
they pour us bombs
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She goes with her new lover.
An unpopular actor
in a red colored racing car.
On the way the police halted them
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A severe drought but water melons expanded
in the back yard of the farmhouse.
There was no hunt the whole night
and the hunter returns home
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Luscious Lass in lurk under the dusky evening sky.
Her lustre in the night fall,
Has the hapless Sun ever seen?
He never got the opportunity in his lifetime.
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The wanderer's wanderlust stopped at once
as he got a stroke.
He strolls with his walking stick only a short distance.
It's not like his early days.
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A Footloose walks on the beach
Let his sand castles waterlogged.
He is sure that no valuable things inside.
Insipid it seems and no way to turn.
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