Hope And Weather Poem by Chaminda Pushpadewa

Washed up my camouflage at evening
I slept with the hope that warm cloth wearing tomorrow
I woke up and went to the bathroom to see my warm cloth
Oh, raining, raining its not warm still wet hope has gone

The evening is the red color it was a like nice art
I step out for the bus halt to travel near the city
Oh my dressed was smart colorful look nice
Although the dark cloud with rain had wet my cloth, hope has gone

Planting a lot of plant on my land every good space
Work at the working place for 24 days
However, I hoped to see the green color plant and leaf at my land
Oh god all plant has destroyed by heavy water, therefore, hope has gone

In the little village, there were numbers of little houses
at the night the family members slept after dinner
The children arranged school bag, parent talk something about tomorrow
Alas since at that time there was sun chariot but also, thefamily with the house not seen there hope has gone