The dusk
painting my own
shadow very large,
at my feet.
The sun
is setting down,
dipping in the evening
darker.
The Shadow will disappear
in the dark.
The Silent Magnetism of Calm Souls
` They do not roar to prove their worth, Or crowd the spaces of the earth; They filter thought before they speak, In gentle tones, serene an...
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On verdant leaf, a strange spot's birth A tiny mark, of life and mirth It spreads its hue, like morning dew And turns the green, to ye... -
Evening was hours apart Sun went down unexpectedly I was in my journey Thick soft clouds Turning white, gray into black afloat ... -
ස්ප්රිනය ක්රමානුකූලව එතුන ලෝහ දඟරයකි, බොහෝ සෙයින් එය මලනොබඳින වානේ වලින් සැදුම් ලද්දකි. එය පෑගීමට තෙරපීමට ලක්වූ සෑම අවස්ථාවකම එමත ඇති වන්න...
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