Relief Road Poem by nimal dunuhinga

Relief Road



At a life's congested passage
His metallic painted hearse-like dilapidated car stopped.
Fuel tank has a tiny hole like his crocodile-skin wallet.
He sees an arrow with a sign-board,
'Here's the relief road.'
And someone mutters;
'Leave your limousine aside
And walk downwards to the trance.'

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nimal dunuhinga

nimal dunuhinga

kalubovila East, Sri Lanka
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