When the dead - sun was setting…

When the dead - sun was setting…

මාක් ඇන්ටනි කුමාරගේ

Rare Red Lilies blossom not limiting to any season silently doing their mission in an unspeakable version In an abandoned cemetery the living visit very rarely loved men - women of society have been buried lifelessly With great and famous names but became just dead bodies after their inevitable demise and losing their living premise Solicitors, businessmen doctors and seamen politicians and chairmen are buried reciting Amen A solitary poet walking alone entering seating a time long on a scratched paper penning when the dead sun was setting in the serene dusky evening
කවිය බලන්න