nimal dunuhinga

Rookie - 151 Points (19, April,1951 / kalubovila East, Sri Lanka)

A Fly In The Ointment - Poem by nimal dunuhinga

She holds a toffee apple like a child
And he plays the mouth-organ mild.
They pass the time in the messy world
And they go on a ride in merry-go-round.

Though it’s bitter; Life is a carnival for them
And they make fun of showing realism.
Someone laughs at them who believes nihilism.
Sun & moon rise and set but never met in the sky of individualism.

He is alone like a featherless bird and very unhappy today
As it seems she flew to another cage secretly.
Now he feels the weight of life like mercury
And the mouth-organ plays the song of melancholy.

Comments about A Fly In The Ointment by nimal dunuhinga

  • joey oo (1/8/2007 2:23:00 PM)

    Very sad Nimal, I so hope this is your muse speaking...touching poem. Take care and Happy New Year. Joey (Report)Reply

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  • Sandra Fowler (12/29/2006 11:18:00 AM)

    Your sadness has given you an extraordinary poem. Wonderful write. I send you a smile to show you I approve.

    Always your friend,


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  • Max Reif (12/29/2006 9:34:00 AM)

    well, sad. Sounds like some people you observed.
    Hey, I play the mouth organ...: -)

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Poem Submitted: Friday, December 29, 2006

Poem Edited: Friday, December 17, 2010

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