End Of University Life Poem by Maheshya Weerasinghe
End Of University Life
Life is a creation
A creation of meetings and departures...
Without meet we cannot depart...
Devoid of a departure there is no meet up again...
So...I have got to leave...
Flowers be required to wither...
But...
A River be supposed to pour...
Forms, ought to return after kissing the shore
So...I am leaving now...
But..
Not like an attender...
Just...like a stranger!
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