Friday, February 26, 2010

Companion [Sriya Kumarasinghe]

Companion


I lived in a desert
Alone and tired
It was an oasis
To the rest of the world

I cried to be moist
With the drops on my lips
It was only you
Who served me the most

Though it moves
My little caravan
From desert to desert
In days and night

You are the shadow
I want all the way
To make me cool
And to heat my soul

-Sriya Kumarasinghe-

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