Dodder - Poem by nimal dunuhinga
what you expect from this man?
Do you want him to join your language marathon.
A skinny; you can count his ribs.
Let him stay as a semicolon
and don't make him a full stop.
You may keep your dogmas with you
and let him crawl to the grave.
From my stressful heart, dedication to a certain reader who insulted me publicly for some grammar mistakes of my poems.I agreed and I know my limitations as the English is my second language and without any hesitation I would like to say that I am still a beginner.Please excuse me, my friendly readers.
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