nimal dunuhinga

Rookie - 151 Points (19, April,1951 / kalubovila East, Sri Lanka)

The Scar Of An Old Wound - Poem by nimal dunuhinga

It foretells a heavy rain and a drizzle peeps through the shattered window,
A notion pushes me to step into the market place
And have a sip, a cheap glass of wine.
It's torn my coat but never mind,
Who looks or sees?
I am in old age now.
It's cold when I go to the street
And the boredom is more than that.
There a couple goes embracing in the drizzle under one umbrella.
Remember I too have been to that stage,
Yes, I could remember that well.
It's torn my coat but never mind
Who looks or sees?
I am in old age now.
Wine gives warmth to the body
Yet mind could be warmed?
I do not need wine anymore
And I'll be back to my shack.



* One of my native favorite classical songs 'I am in old age now' sung by the Maestro Pandith W.D. Amaradeva


Comments about The Scar Of An Old Wound by nimal dunuhinga

  • Fay Slimm (1/31/2010 12:47:00 PM)


    Life is measured by experience and by the lessons learned along the way Nimal - - and this piece of wistful narrative calls attention to what scars can be like to carrry around - - well composed with poetic integrity. kind regards from Fay. (Report) Reply

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  • (1/30/2010 1:27:00 PM)


    Very elegiac.Your soul is in
    tune with the last season of
    life.

    Warm regards,

    Sandra
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Poem Edited: Sunday, February 7, 2010


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