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Sad cooing into the deep!
[Who being loved, is poor? ]-Oscar Wilde
Passing midnight
sleep boycotts,
I heard a coo
from a faraway
turtle dove's dark nest!
'On an auspicious day
You took my saintly husband away
Who's never been to a fight?
Still no letter sees
from the killing fields
and how long it takes?
When this brutal war's going to be finished? '
O I believe it's stronger than a bugle's blow
Deeper than the Ocean
And I was awake
till the dawn?
My sleepy thoughts dragged to the bygone days
We're watching the last tram in Lisbon
from the balcony of our rented lodge
And a beggar-maid who sang a lullaby
Under the Railway station's bridge.
Where's my deceased brother Rohan now?
Who's very aggressive with couple of drinks
And he wants to be a soldier, (now I realized brother not to fight with the fellow human beings but the fanatic Warlords?)
Still I remember his deep cry................................!
To my loving brother Rohan! I am so grateful to you for that nourishing soup made from throw away cherry tomatoes in Portugal.
nimal dunuhinga
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Nimal Dunuhinga
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