The Regrets Of An Old Singing Mountain Poem by nimal dunuhinga
The Regrets Of An Old Singing Mountain
I touch the sky and your passing clouds in vain
Because there was no any gratitude shown.
They just hit my peak and run away.
Sun, Moon, Stars and Angels they all mock and pass remarks.
And I was disgusted of being alone.
If I could move like a good man in a bad society
Then I walk in every corner around the World
And tell them whoever meets about my boredom.
I dedicate this poem to the deceased Marxist Sri Lankan singer Gunadasa.Kapuge. Still I remember one of his sad songs;
'Friends! We are not mountains in rivalry
But only transparent streams that run into one river.'
Your title is beautiful and evocative. This is indeed an elegy worthy of the name. It is the sad songs that are long remembered.10/10.
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 8:05:35 PM # 1.0.0.1119
This evocative piece certainly does justice to your Sri Lankan singer's words. When duality is gone and we understand that we are all one, only then will we experience true freedom. Beautifully written poem. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥