nimal dunuhinga Poems

My beloved! I am so sorry as you traveled here & there with this Gypsy Vagabond since your marriage.
First of all I must thank to Anaheim and say good bye for her hospitality.
The Italian old lady Maria.Bruno (Her husband Joseph died a long ago)
The Manageress of our apartment handed over me an envelope
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I was so upset of firing from the job by my ruthless boss
And I missed the last bus.
I walked towards the dark Railway Station
And I heard a train hoots from a far away.
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He runs around the campus premises
All of his life, but the gate were closed all the time.
The wall is too high though he tries to jump
And the sentry is very rough inquires the documents.
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' I must apologize for my previous mistakes and also I must grateful to you all my dear citizens re-electing me to this great opportunity.
This time I promise to fulfill your dreams without any failure,
Believe me I am your old friend with a different costume.'
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I have a crochet-thread big roll lengthy and unbreakable
And this bamboo skeleton wrapped with an oil paper.
In the drizzle of gloomy hope,
My dreamlike delicate kite
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My English teacher said; ' A sentence should start with a capital letter.'
I opposed and she detained me out of the class.
One day I sent her a letter; My dearest Love
'L' with capital.
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She is still smart in her forties and lives in her manor childless.
The land, poultry, vineyard and the whole wealth,
She holds from her deceased husband.
The old parents and the servants lived together.
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This does not belongs to a King or a Superior.
An innumerable mass grave.
The inhumane just pretend as immaculate
those wolves who brought these innocents
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I do only a cry
in the lower pitch.
But the Violin
the greatest of all.
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He has already reached and stopped at his mental age.
She is passing at his cottage in her menopause.
But they are still fresh lovers.
He likes a huge leafless tree who desperately looking for rain.
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