Ravindra Ranasinha


My Child, My Guru

(A poem in praise of children, and in commemoration of the World Children’s Day) .

Dear Child,
You made me Different!
Your smile and those sharp, shiny eyes
Removed the mask I wore and shuddered whole of me,
And at times
With your tender finger tips
You furtively touched my hand, may be to feel how rough I am

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