Infant Was Not Cried Poem by Chaminda Pushpadewa

Glimpse from the window there was a misty around the mountain
Peasants were working at the field with the sweating body
A Falcon flew from soar and put on the branch of a tree
A new billboard has advertised Christmas gift to the passengers

The lake has been decorated by either lily or lotus
Viewed of the sky was changing as a women love
White color Buddhist chamber was delighted as a large Perl
But lake water was shining as the mini star at the night

Villages, town, and junctions through they traveled
Mothers, fathers, women, men, girl, and children traveled
An infant with mother get into the bus to travel to dwell
Oh, there was not sufficient air but the infant was not cried

The infant tried to push there passengers to move ahead
But people not feel that he was an infant
Mother and infant inter se, has exchanged love dialog
Oh infant was not cried in the crowded bus