nimal dunuhinga

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

The Peddler And The Red Scarf - Poem by nimal dunuhinga

In the sweepy narrow dusty road you sell candy
and I watch your beauty from afar.
I am scared of the street urchins.
My dear why don't you cover your face with a scarf.
Your laugh in a sweet manner is better than the candy.
I too a wanderer goes with the wind
and I sing few oldies on the street
with my old tambourine.
Hey! my black Mona Lisa if you don't shift
I'll promise you to bring a scarf tomorrow.
Yes, a red scarf my deceased poor mom's gift.

To the poetess Rebecca.Mbaye & Denis.Joe my poet friend who encourage me all the time.

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Comments about The Peddler And The Red Scarf by nimal dunuhinga

  • Rookie Sandra Fowler (3/15/2006 3:07:00 PM)

    Bittersweet mood of the observer. The vulnerable aura of the candy seller.One expects the red scarf to be presented with a bow before the curtain goes down on this enchanting little drama.A fine word painting.

    Kindest regards,

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 14, 2006

Poem Edited: Sunday, September 3, 2006

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