Sep 2018
.dry zone
the day light beats and crack open the land
the sky always touches the furthest you look
so the stubborn trees couldn't care less of the wind
why so much of punishment now am thirsty
why things are like this - why I am not allowed to see beyond
go ahead am rooted so ignorance is the bliss.
the day light beats and crack open the land
the sky always touches the furthest you look
so the stubborn trees couldn't care less of the wind
why so much of punishment now am thirsty
why things are like this - why I am not allowed to see beyond
go ahead am rooted so ignorance is the bliss.
© shanikayrs
(Colombo)
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