October 25, 2016

ඇතැම් දිනවල




































Sometimes I grow
so tired of speaking
my emotions to you.

I open my mouth
and dust spills out
instead of feelings.

Dust, and the yellow
wings of moths,
and brittle paper,

scrawled over
with riddles that
lack solutions.


―Gabriel Gadfly


දිනමිණ, වසත් සුළඟ- 25/10/2016 




3 comments:

  1. ලස්සනයි මලී.

    ජයවේවා!!!

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  2. ලස්සනයි..

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  3. ස්තූතියි දිනේශ්, දුමින්ද

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