nimal dunuhinga

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

Prima Facie - Poem by nimal dunuhinga

My black rose,
I like to caress
your soft petals.
savoury pollen
stolen my soul.
like to jump
over the fence.
Oh! the gardener with the spade
is crueller than the prickly shrubs.
I like to hide in the garden secretly
my little haughty
naughty bee request a nod.

Comments about Prima Facie by nimal dunuhinga

  • (4/6/2006 5:32:00 PM)

    Honest emotion, skillful imagery. A very provocative poem, Nimal.


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  • (4/6/2006 1:23:00 PM)

    A nod to the bee, is a signal to sting the gardner. than the black rose is all yours (Report) Reply

  • (4/6/2006 12:19:00 PM)

    Will a wink do when the bee smiles at you ; o) Love Duncan (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 6, 2006

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