A Black Swan In The Silent Lake! Poem by nimal dunuhinga

[You gave me autumn in an envelope.
The rich light burned within my bones like gold.
It sent the sun down with a vivid shout.
The air pulsated with its after glow.
I felt the mood of old November roofs,
Redolent with their Appalachian fires.
The dusk lasts long in West Virginia, Friend.
Its fall cannot be heard by human ears.]-Sandra Fowler




I write here few lines
of my best poet Mahagama Sekara's
'............The river flows from the past
and the beauty of this dreamy World
I saw from your eyes! '
Hey! Swan you're alone
in this vast Lake and you're
intelligent than me,
I know how do you segregate
milk and water with your beak.
Please let me know how to draw this poem/painting
and what colour of pastel stick
I have to take first?
Life's real colour is hard to select alone
in the box of my missing pastels
And I hope you float ashore
with these ripples to my humble request?


nimal dunu