The Old Sun Poem by nimal dunuhinga
The Old Sun
I am sure this is not a dream
He talked to me seriously.
' Don't publish or let God knows about this,
I want to retire soon as I am really fed up
giving light to all and it seems
nobody wants light, most of them prefer darkness.'
'Both of you take retirement? '. I asked.
' What do you mean by both? '
' Are you going to abandon Moon? '
'It's a misunderstanding my dear
I never loved her.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 10:10:02 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Very charming and original write, Nimal. I hope that the sun will reconsider. The world is dark enough already.10 for this. Warm regards, Sandra