Treasure Island

Samithree Rajapaksha


Dream Land


Perfumed season which stretches its limbs
Embellish the dreamed of joy that spills
Cloudless sky cuddled those mountain hills
To dispel the distance between awning fills

Glimmering sun that shape those shades
Waving palms the coastal belt creates
Bushes which covers the quietened woods
Affirm the sense of a land of dreams

Sluggish wind that is blowing through
Appease the ones with lamenting clue
Coldest rivers that lie down through
Heal those pains and made them blew

Pearl of the Indian ocean as it is called
Charmed bliss that everyone gets hauled
The truth behind the heaven that sprawled
The way she convinces her mystical pledge

Submitted: Sunday, November 18, 2012
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