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Nuwan Ranasinghe


Darkness


Some say God created everything
Some say by Nature
But I wonder why every morning
It's not morning for me..

It's another beautiful day
Can hear the birds singing
With joy in their day beginning
Yes it's a nice day they say..

I struggle my steps towards the garden
Just to feel the raise of the sun which have shown
The flowers to bloom and birds it's ways
And the joy to me in many ways

I hear mom prepare breakfast
And children walking by the road
shouting with joy
With friends who won't get bored

I wish I can go to school like them
And have friends like them
But will ever this 'Darkness' go away
And lights of joy come my way...! ! !

Submitted: Saturday, April 18, 2009
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