Sunday morning was pretty calm, as a result, of walking on the beachof Nilawelli
Sun was a red ball which rises as a large air balloon
Wavewith white foam as a spread like a white cloud on the seashore
Seashore was mattress, playground, a road for the travelers
Starting was blowing wind to the land with hot sunrays
Shaken was a bunch of screwpine tress as a mini hill
Crows, Seahawks, were flying as a little plane across the sea
The Pigeon island was a nice creationfor varied birds
Mother-of-pearl has spread on the seashore over thus children were collecting them
According to,The children were late for walking along the beach
Somebody jumped to sea wave which was as rolling as a cascade
Coconut trees bendedas a bow and shaken by the wind
Beach of Nilawelli was long as crawl as a white cobra
The palm trees also imagine a beautiful portrait for the painters
Sea wave was caress for all travellers foot
Sunday morning was turning to noon although the creation was the same
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem