punsara amarasinhe

Rookie - 0 Points (03/12/1992 / Colombo, Sri Lanka)

Follower Of Omar Khayyam - Poem by punsara amarasinhe

As dew dwells on a tiny leaf
Life flows with motley ribs
Singing the hymn of life’s loaf
We play the game till end comes


Becoming selfless body of a womb
An early song still lisping and unclear
Mingling with fancy throng while we bloom
Reaping it’s ripeness after many a year



Life is short and art is long
That’s the song of merry little bard
Think no future, past has all gone..
Woo the bottle and make it thy guide

Topic(s) of this poem: death, liberation, mystical philosophy

Form: Blank Verse


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 2, 2015



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