Friday, 4 March 2011

Lonely Star.

We know there are many of your kind.
No one knew that you are alone there.
I know the loneliness which you hardly bear.

If I could I come for you.
Lets count those stars far from you.
Though I have good friends but few.
Why my heart always whispering you.

Wonderful arts, music and dances are there.
Yes they are beautiful, but I don't care.
Dreams without you are very very rare.
A night without you is the worst nightmare.  

-A poem by charith kumara.
 4-March-2011.

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