The Last Moon Poem by nimal dunuhinga
The Last Moon
Who worries of this pauper's whereabouts
And please do not think that I don't have any regrets?
I sleep on the road as usual and I see you all the time in the night sky.
But I know about the vast distance between us.
Faraway stars in multitude but none of them solve my destiny.
Sun never bothers in the morning if I am not awake
And I feel that I see the last Moon tonight.
* If someone sings this I would like to hear that voice before I close my eyes.
It would be impossible to read this beautiful elegy and remain unmoved. It is so very touching. Beyond tens, my friend. Affectionate regards, Sandra
Great work, Nimal, it shows a great talent you got, well penned, you got my vote 10+. hoping you have the time to read my newly posted poem titled 'A QUEEN WAS BORN' and enjoy it, warm regards...
The Sun or Moon cares not for anyone in doing its own duty in a routine manner. This truth comes out of this poem very nicely.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/4/2024 7:51:33 PM # 1.0.0.1119
This is a sweet, melancholy tribute to life and the mystery of the night sky. Your words come straight from the heart. Your message is poignant and timeless. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥