Like a kite seeking
stars beyond the clouds
held by reins I fly
swaying like a falling leaf
suddenly
a somersault I make
for you to pick
fallen pieces
like the little boy lost.
stars beyond the clouds
held by reins I fly
swaying like a falling leaf
suddenly
a somersault I make
for you to pick
fallen pieces
like the little boy lost.
By Renton de Alwis, written on 17th January, 2013
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| Computer art by Kavya (Podi) |
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