<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=470734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The regrets of an old singing mountain</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I touch the sky and your passing clouds in vain<br>Because there was no any gratitude shown.<br>They just hit my peak and run away.<br>Sun, Moon, Stars and Angels they all mock and pass remarks.<br>And I was disgusted of being alone.<br>If I could move like a good man in a bad society<br>Then I walk in every corner around the World<br>And tell them whoever meets about my boredom.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I dedicate this poem to the deceased Marxist Sri Lankan singer Gunadasa.Kapuge. Still I remember one of his sad songs; <br>'Friends! We are not mountains in rivalry<br>But only transparent streams that run into one river.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Nimal+Dunuhinga">Nimal Dunuhinga</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=470734" data-title="The regrets of an old singing mountain de Nimal Dunuhinga" data-description="I touch the sky and your passing clouds in vain Because there was no any gratitude shown. They just hit my peak and run away. Sun, Moon, Stars and Angels they all mock and pass remarks. And I was disgusted of being alone. If I could move like a go..."></div> </div> </div>

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