Peninsula

Who provides me the ticket to go there?
And I take all my unread books
Leaving all the burdens at my rented house
And when the Landlord comes to collect the monthly rent
He could have taken the stuff as a keepsake,
O my beloved you too can join leaving the stressful cooking
And we could talk with the sea of our bygone stories
One day the secret waves take us to the infinity,
And nobody knows our whereabouts?
(In the vast sea we're just two oysters only!)

*If you pick up a starving dog and make him prosperous, he will not bite you.This is the principal difference between a dog and a man.
-Mark Twain

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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