Friday, 7 October 2022

Silver Nights in the heart of Colombo

 

Like the silvery raindrops
dripping down the blinking street lamps,
this dimly lit path
colour everything touched by water
In a magical silver,
Even the moisture in your sparkling eyes
as they stare at the flooded streets
and busy feet walking fast,
not noticing the silvery carpet
that welcomes them home
after a long day on a twirling earth. 



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