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nimal dunuhinga

Rookie - 105 Points (19, April,1951 / kalubovila East, Sri Lanka)

A Beggar Maid's Breakdown In The Life Cycle


This beguile strange woman in her forties and I am sorry that I have heard forties are the naughtiest.
She begs not charity and she has enough money.
Even though the solitude and suffering.
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  • Rookie - 17 Points R. H. Peat (2/3/2010 6:33:00 PM)

    Weather you mean this to be comical or not. This is the funniest thing I've ever read. The off-handedness of the presentation like the gossip of old women is just so telling of the character that the poem displays as someone in dire need of a man for happiness. Which comes to be described as the needle in the haystack. What a sexual pun that is. It's the perfect cliche.
    A poet friend//
    RH Peat (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 1,219 Points Ken E Hall (12/10/2009 11:06:00 PM)

    Interesting tale of a maiden waiting for the right soulmate
    A theme you have wrote which is a fact of life good write ++++10
    thanks for meditate note
    I do yoga every day and mqarried to a yoga teacher
    regards (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Patrick A. Martin (11/16/2009 11:27:00 PM)

    In so many ways this is a very sad tale my friend Loneliness is such a terrible thing to ache for the comfort of another is in a way a torment on its own, (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Shashendra Amalshan (5/31/2009 9:54:00 AM)

    very interesting..entertaining write indeed...liked it very much...hey who told you woman in forties are naughties, i liked the phrase thoguh..very touching and moving towards the end too..nice//thanks (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 183 Points Palas Kumar Ray (2/23/2009 2:20:00 PM)

    **********************************************************************************************
    I don't know how much of truth is there in the old saying but I am trying to understand if really someone has got to do
    something with the age to desire warmth.But an age for a brakdwn! ! ! Am I tending to agree with you? I fear I'm.
    ********************************************************************************************** (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Roy Storey (1/27/2007 12:40:00 PM)

    Hi i not been this way for a while, this is a good poem money dos not get the things you need in life, its the travling of it, that what life you need. Take care my friend. Roy. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Dr. Kolitha Lelwala (11/26/2006 1:06:00 AM)

    Dear Nimal,
    great......
    'Human Blanket' has enlighten your poem..........
    It's a great pleassure to read these precious words.
    Metta........
    Kolitha (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Ranjith Wijekoon (11/19/2006 9:53:00 PM)

    Dear Nimal,

    Pepole on the wrong side of 40 and ALONE could enjoy this better. Excellent stuff.

    Best Regards,
    Ranjith (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Alison Cassidy (11/19/2006 9:26:00 PM)

    Nimal, I think you're spot on about women in their forties (from my experience LOL) and I love the story you tell and the 'needle in the haystack' metaphor. Yes, the closeness of another body is so important at any age. A thoughtful and wise poem. love, Allie xxxxxxxxxxxx (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Sandra Fowler (11/18/2006 12:14:00 PM)

    All human beings need warmth. Another fascinating story, Nimal. Ten without hesitation.

    Kindest regards,

    Sandra (Report) Reply

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