Among the fire works in Orange County of California
Where I see the vast designs in the night sky at Disneyland.
I step down to Euclid street towards the Gas Station
That fuels me to run this oblique skeleton in the Zigzag race.
I cry silently and my hot tears flow into the Pacific Ocean
And search the roots in my tiny island called
'The Pearl of Indian Ocean'
World class, Nimal. I am very touched. Sri Lanka should be proud of one of its finest poets. Take care. Warmest regards, Sandra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You can take a man from his country, but you can't take the country from the man. Nicely done