She Is Beautifullyas A Siren Poem by Chaminda Pushpadewa

Shinning was sun but cannot be defeated her eyebeam
It thin although it large one it blinks with beaten
Pleading was come and hold me
How thou refuse, that message is sending

Grabbed her had thou got in the boat
The two decks with boat start floating upon the sea
It traveled until losing land
In accordance with wind has whispered as hers utter

The breast was the move by the wind
Thou covered her body by the coat
But her hair lock was tighten
But she captured a lot of scenery among thee singing a song

She asks from sun why sun you are going like the red ball
Thou and her along in the island
The last boat siren is calling
They walk speed together and get in the same boat