nimal dunuhinga

Rookie - 145 Points (19, April,1951 / kalubovila East, Sri Lanka)

Macrame' Teacher's Daughter Plays The Pianoforte! - Poem by nimal dunuhinga

It's middle of the night
Her voice like a piccolo note!
with that sentimental song
in low pitch?
I hear her hidden sobs too.
'Why these handsome men
with their painted mustaches
get a cruel heart on religious background?
They hold pickaxes
to cut their own brothers' throats
and why they breathe the same air
then pollute the whole area arrogantly
Where the innocents we struggle to breathe hard? '


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[Real generosity is doing something nice for someone who'll never find it out.']-Frank A.Clark

nimal p.dunuhinga

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 24, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, April 25, 2013


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