Nothing to Write Today
I struggled to scribble something
But ideas run away,
Anyway I would like to write few lines
That I found in my old notebook.
' I was born on the nineteenth of April,1951
Somewhere in a rural hospital in Sri Lanka
And my parents were given me a name to identify.
Where were they now?
I hear their voices in a distant calling my name
And they are searching me in my native island.
But I am far away and here I am anonymous.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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