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colour of a feeling: when we meet again
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August 18, 2012. When we meet again. Time needs no measures. In all the depths of love. Two hearts today treasure. A past , a shadow of pain. Lady you have to be alone. In the destiny of a new love. The drama is forgotten and done. Though we are happy in no love. Life is still a ghost. In the shallows of lost. The golden era of the trust. Was for someone a must. Saturday, August 18, 2012. I think you remember Doly ,she passed away.). August 19, 2012 at 5:35 AM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). සරල ජ&#...
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colour of a feeling: January 2012
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January 31, 2012. නෙතු පියාන හිනැහෙන්නම් . Tuesday, January 31, 2012. Is it to say that ;. I am getting old? Or is it to say. You are different among others. Or else is it to say. I don't care about you ". Or to show how intelligent I am ;. Else to tell others. This is a attention seeker ". Tuesday, January 31, 2012. January 29, 2012. Time will come . He smiles hence it is his duty. They cheers for all the work done , a beauty. A plastic tray seriously balanced on a hand. He walks , he walks and smile.
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colour of a feeling: March 2013
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March 19, 2013. දියවුනු සායමට බර නැතුවාට. රැලි වුනු ඇහි බැම කෑ ගෑවාට. මූන පුරා පුර හඳ වැනි ආවාට. කෙලෙස සඟවන්නද ඔබෙ දුක හෝටලෙන් කෑවාට. ගමට හැතැම්මයි ඒකත් බස් ඇති දා. සිවිලිමේ හූනෝ පෝලිමයි ඒකත් පින් මදි දා. ගෙදර ඔත්පලයි දුදරු හිනැහෙන දා. ඇයම පුර හඳයි පිපාස මිනිසුන් විලියෙන් ඇම්බරෙන දා. දන්නෝ ආවඩයි පුර හඳ බැස යදිදී. තවකෙක් රොන් උරයි කතාව නොදනිද්දී. ඇගෙ සිත විලිවසයි දූ දරු සිහිවෙද්දී. WAD ජෝඑල් ලෙනන්. Tuesday, March 19, 2013. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). සුබ රාත්‍රියක් . When we meet again. Time will come .
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colour of a feeling: May 2011
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May 26, 2011. In the arms everything is old. The divider has moulded. The love which was told. Eligence in her eyes. I would tell rather. Makes my heart cry. Inviting me to go further. Surviving with a try. Makes things become a disaster. The loving spirit , the spell caster. Joel Lennon W.A.D. Thursday, May 26, 2011. May 22, 2011. Littlefield road { Burnt oak , London }. You live near edgware. In a small town called. At the edge of the. Guiding me to the. Calm and quit fairy. A perfect place to live.
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colour of a feeling: December 2010
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December 23, 2010. May be it was my fate. Stepping on to ul 505. Welcome we are about to fly". Fastening my seat belt. I sat by the window about to melt. A deep breathe taken inside. Good bye my mother. I'm on the ride. It was about eight fourty five. I was tired ending my ride. Got through the border. As it was their order. With my hand lagguage. Waited for the friend. Who came to the journey's end. In a flash inside a van. With files and cans. His boss with his girlfriend. Be qiuet" said my friend.
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colour of a feeling: A winter Morning ....
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March 1, 2012. A winter Morning . Light dark shade of this morning. But backed with yournings. Half a dozen heads. Stands in front of though. It is freezing ;. Now and then among them. One is sneezing . You'll catch a cold ". Some heard as it was told. A rigorous smile,. It was the old man " bold ". They move their hands. They smoke , they laugh. And for a bus. Isn't this winter morning amazing? Thursday, March 01, 2012. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). When we meet again. Time will come . සරල ජී...
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colour of a feeling: August 2012
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August 18, 2012. When we meet again. Time needs no measures. In all the depths of love. Two hearts today treasure. A past , a shadow of pain. Lady you have to be alone. In the destiny of a new love. The drama is forgotten and done. Though we are happy in no love. Life is still a ghost. In the shallows of lost. The golden era of the trust. Was for someone a must. Saturday, August 18, 2012. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Popular Posts හැමෝම කැමති ටික. සුබ රාත්‍රියක් . A winter Morning . When we meet again.
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colour of a feeling: October 2011
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October 2, 2011. Her Name is kyle. With a small file. Hath, she has style. Her name is Kyle. Her hair is clumsy. She swings ,plumpsy. Energetic, quick and bouncy. Beautiful, slow and fancy. Early morning walking to the college. To be at the top with knowledge. Evenings to share with all aged. All the lingeries, a black footage. Sunday, October 02, 2011. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Paintings drawn from letters අකුරු වලින් ඇඳි සිතුවම්. Popular Posts හැමෝම කැමති ටික. A winter Morning . When we meet again.
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colour of a feeling: June 2011
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June 22, 2011. They cooked what I had. He is not a lier. On the unconfortable bed. As this is just. Joel Lennon W.A.D. Wednesday, June 22, 2011. The wisper of their sound. You are not born to ;. No more a guest. But, what if. It was the curse. Of what you left. Helpless, Accept . Joel Lennon W.A.D. Wednesday, June 22, 2011. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Paintings drawn from letters අකුරු වලින් ඇඳි සිතුවම්. අපි කිසිදා හමු නොවුනා නම් . ( 2 ). Popular Posts හැමෝම කැමති ටික. A winter Morning . Time will come .
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colour of a feeling: February 2012
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February 23, 2012. Once a dream did weave a shade. O'er my angel-guarded bed,. That an emmet lost its way. Where on grass methought I lay. Troubled, wildered, and forlorn,. Dark, benighted, travel-worn,. Over many a tangle spray,. All heart-broke, I heard her say:. Do they cry,. Do they hear their father sigh? Now they look abroad to see,. Now return and weep for me.'. Pitying, I dropped a tear:. But I saw a glow-worm near,. Who replied, 'What wailing wight. Calls the watchman of the night? නිල ප&#...
