Mahinda Abeysinghe Poems

Wish I were in rain,
Getting wet,
Without roof or cover.
Wish you would appear,
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I step out into the garden and let Dew-soaked moon,
Among glittering stars, pour its pale wet light over me,
Same moon, same light touch your face in a land unknown,
In the moonlight I feel your smell, I feel your hand in my hand.
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Empty seats in the library
Disappear One by one.
Mind, lamenting
Absence of the sight
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I want to be a bird - to fly far, far away,
And feel the fragrance of little red flower,
No! my fluttering wings will hurt her,
I won't be a bird,
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Come to west lake,
Come wearing your
Sleeveless long frock
With little red flowers.
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