Beggar
Oh, my why your eyes are wet?
Eyes are red as sunset
No one feels your sorrow tonight
Wondering where you sleep tonight
How much hunger do you feel?
As to eat a bowl of steel
Asking for money, food and borrow
Why anyone can't see this sorrow
Going on roads in midday sun
Giving love to your only sun
Past life, don't know what you've done
Having some only jam with bun
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Methmi Mandara
Hi! I am Methmi Mandara. I am a Sri Lankan girl who loves English Literature. Got Primary education at Sujatha Vidyalaya, Nugegoda and currently (2021) studying at Gothami Balika Vidyalaya, Colombo 10. I hope you will enjoy reading my poems! Contact me- Email - [email protected] Instagram - methmi_mandara Twitter - Methmi Mandara
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