Mage Avuruddha
Avilla giya.
Just could not stay
for tasting kavun,
a kokis or an assmi.
Busy was my Sun
with so many
lands to light
forests to give life
fields to make green
mouths to feed
children, old and sick
to make warm
let dew drops dance
on lotus leaves
make bees in love
roam harness life
light the moon
and the twinkling stars
so poets can coin
verses of love
lyrics for song ....
My Sun ... I'll wait
for another morn
when you will bring
my share of warmth.
By Renton de Alwis
15th April, 2013
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