ND (19, April,1951 / kalubovila East, Sri Lanka)

Dark Horse

The amorous handsome devil seems that's in spying at dusk.
Spring tide in the lake and he is very anxious to catch fish
But he isn't a regular fisherman.
A mistrust mistress too prefers the dusk and carousers don't like moonlight.
A prank but nobody cannot blame.
It's not a prearrangement but an accident.
When opportunity strikes who oppose the option?
In the darkness you cannot see the heart and tattle is not so important.
A taster needs a small sample?

To my poet friend Denis.Joe

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A poem written in the dark landscapes of the mind. Mysterious and provocative, a very eloquent offering. Write on, Nimal. Sandra