Died Poetry Poem by Chaminda Pushpadewa

Died Poetry



Scene was attracted because of misty beautifully at the morning
Birds were sung a lovelymelody
Also blowing wind that was murmured continually
Although the clock was changing time every second

Looking for next hour the sun was arising
The black sky was turning for the white color
Starting that was outing smoke from house silencer
Therefore clock was turning to the new hour with the morning light

The noontime was a hot duration on that day
Cannot be seen the sun directly except the eagle
Sweating of the human body that was the nature
In accordance with, the clock has shown another new hour

Sun was drowning at the western sky
The sky was turning to red color
The crows flew to it places
The clock showed the time it was fifty-nine pass eleven there for died poetry

Sunday, January 13, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: poet,poetess
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