CheapA Poem by Senu Jayasinghe
He just wanted to weave the web of fantasy
I, just the butterfly happily caught in it The moth flying in to the flame… Beauty of the three month love All the “what it could be”s Without the "what it is" One taste of reality, You can run away And be out in a week Onto the next… © 2024 Senu Jayasinghe |
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Added on February 19, 2024 Last Updated on October 27, 2024 Author
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