Trotting For Seeing Her Poem by Chaminda Pushpadewa

Thinking that was trotting for seeing her luster eyes
Oh where was my shirt shoes and cap
She also trotting I saw hers on there cross a road
Oh she has not expected see me on that day

No obstacle no space when the time of borne true love
The love which is either true or heartiest
Seen her eyes it was happy but leaving her from that was sorrowful
Thinking that was love which is romantic

With the advancement of age
Will she come o meet me
However, love is not died as starting suddenly
Though how to born love without your help

Thinking that we met for crying or pleasure
The world is fashionable therefore we become an elder
But love never ever changes in my heart
Oh, girl, I don't know how you think that was not published, love