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Masters

Poem By nimal dunuhinga

I learned the art of drawing from the sky
learned music from the oceans.
Sun who taught me to fight
and the Moon who taught me to weep.
Arithmetic and Algebra I don't like,
but the twinkling stars helped me a lot to count figures.
Geography and History those are my best.
After the examination I waited for my results
and saw it's written in the sky.
My parents won't believe this
I got a zero for each subject.
I was upset and came running
searching everywhere the Life-Tavern
to have a cup of pain killer,
Then I saw a ragged beggar
Who's never been to a school
Taught me to smile.

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This one reminds me of the story about the man without any shoes who bemoaned his lot until he saw a man without any feet. An inspiring poem Nimal - lyrical and creative. To be read and re-read. love, Allie xxxx
Extraordinary. In the school of poetry, I give you the highest marks. Beautiful work, Nimal. Always your friend at poemhunter, Sandra


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