Dear life | Sunday Observer

Dear life

You became so cruel to me
You became so stressful to me
I follow your instructions
It causes my destruction
You gave me only the pain
It started like rain...
You took my things away
I wished you could stay away
Why so much hatred?
Why so bad?
What do you want?
What do you mean?
Sleepless nights made me cry
But one last hope says to try
It arrived as a thought
"Let bygones be bygones."

Vihangi Sanchila Ramanayake,
Matara.

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