nimal dunuhinga

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

Dissident Soldiers In A Strange Night - Poem by nimal dunuhinga

When the dark falls
Birds fly to their roost.
The Watch keepers,
Moon and Stars appear in the pale sky.
I too start my graveyard shift.
The distance between us I calculate leisurely
And I hear a serenade far away.
'Night has a light
And for what?
You and me awake and the rest fast asleep.
You never come up and it's impossible me to come down.
In this eternal battle we are just two soldiers.
If the destiny was written,
Then why should we are awake?
I dim my light a little and you keep that toy gun aside.
We are almost tired comrade
And let's have a rest for a while.'

Comments about Dissident Soldiers In A Strange Night by nimal dunuhinga

  • (7/12/2009 11:43:00 PM)

    Your night watchman's soliloquy is particularly moving. You seem to have a particular fascination for the night, Nimal and describe it's magic with great skill. Juliet, I remember, called it 'loving, black-browed night' and said of Romeo:

    '...and when he shall die,
    take him and cut him out in little stars,
    and he will make the face of Heaven so fine,
    that all the world will be in love with night
    and pay no worship to the garish sun'.

    You personalize the moon and stars - as though they were work mates having a break between shifts. Beautiful poem. love Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
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  • (7/11/2009 6:08:00 AM)

    A message written in the stars indeed, .
    Music for the night, Lovely and

    Warm regards,

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Poem Submitted: Friday, July 10, 2009

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