The Man is a fragrant flower
The most fragrant flower
In the Wilderness of Mirage life!
Some covers a veil of illusions
And run behind bogus fantasies.
Labels himself belongs to a great tribe?
But this Nondescript-Man belongs to the Earth
And not to the bare sky.
Still it's a dilemma and I have some regrets
Why we got these feeble hands
Instead of innocent Wings?
* My frequent dream is a bird in the sky but I realize in the day light it's only a dream!
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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