Wednesday, December 6, 2017

A Mother From Brothel Comments

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The dark circles beneath her eyes tell the story of her unslept nights.
Her hands smell of cigarettes,
Her eyes are red.
She covers her wrinkles,
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Jayatissa K.Liyanage 06 December 2017

Yes, that's the reality of life. Hunger rises above everything else. Thanks for the sensational poem.

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