nimal dunuhinga

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

I Travel Fifty Years Back When I Hear Your Melancholy Song - Poem by nimal dunuhinga

'Though he's black very handsome and a strong character,
Really a loving father.'
Mom always says when she's alive.
Oh! Dear Father, you left us almost fifty years ago,
Under an Aircraft Hangar you met a tragic accident.
Yes! Mom is right and you struggled to die for three days
And how sad when you closed eyes forever?
You wanted to make your three sons famous Soccer players,
But the youngest already left and lives in your proximity,
The eldest idles on Motherland and I am here like a football.
They kick me here & there but not into the goal
And I wait till the referee whistles saying that the game is over.
*Who keeps a dollar under my sheet?

I dedicate this poem to Luther.Vandross for his magical song* 'To dance with my father again'.

Comments about I Travel Fifty Years Back When I Hear Your Melancholy Song by nimal dunuhinga

  • (12/24/2009 5:43:00 PM)

    A wonderfully evocative poem that remembers wistfully and sighs it's melancholy. Your soccer analogy is a powerful one. Superb poem. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ (Report) Reply

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  • (12/23/2009 9:15:00 PM)

    Great use of metaphor in this one. Your late father
    comes to vivid life in your evocative lines.

    Have a good Christmas,

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 23, 2009

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