punsara amarasinghe

(1989.12.03 / Colombo)

'' Nova' (The Mysterious Star)


Gracious Nova,
queen of all stars.......
she approached the sky
with glittering spirit.......
sky was stunned
by this magical grit.....
her beams are strong
purified and prime..
intoxication
with titilation
which encircled
the sky........

Nova's light is
go beyond the sky....
and
sky was errected
by this vivacious joy......
but,
Nova was vanished
with sudden cry......
then
night beclouded
my whole sky......
No, more Nova or her gnostic charm.........
but,
sky is alone
with his eternal solitude
oh.........my poor sky,
where is thy hope
of sentimental light..........?

Submitted: Friday, December 11, 2009

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