Kind Glance At A Sorrowful Ash Tray Poem by nimal dunuhinga
Kind Glance At A Sorrowful Ash Tray
The cigarette butts gather day by day
If it counts more than of his age
Like a mountain on the tray top.
I see in the darkness like a firefly
Cigarette moves here & there.
Where those circles of smoke
Gone to the sky?
My brother!
Don't burn yourself
And let the life burns.
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: brother,firefly
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