Mothball Poem by nimal dunuhinga

Mothball



[It is astonishing how little one feels poverty when one loves.]-John Bulwer

Moth cries;
'You try to chase me away
from your wardrobe.
Promise, I fly in the night
and never bother you! '

nimal p.dunuhinga

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kalubovila East, Sri Lanka
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