Aberration Poem by Ranjith Wijekoon
Aberration
When the cold of night
intensifies the melancholic desolation
time walks very slowly,
pinfully slowly
for someone waiting for a
ray of sunlight to come piercing
fog, dust, clouds, heaven
like a brand new experience
arrival of joy and cheerfulness.
sun has always been there
bestowing love, warmth
since the eternity,
aberration was his doing only,
yet he felt sad
But
How would the sun feel?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
5/8/2024 9:57:07 AM # 1.0.0.1119
