The Error Of Seeing Things As Permanent - Poem by nimal dunuhinga
The butterflies where were they flown?
And who erased the rainbow?
Lullabies no more and the broken cradle lies aside.
It's a broken promise
You said that you will be back soon, but Mother where are you now?
Comments about The Error Of Seeing Things As Permanent by nimal dunuhinga
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep
Mary Elizabeth Frye
I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You