Refugee Moon Poem by Udaya R. Tennakoon

You are like me
Who haven't a way to go
And to stay
Wondering aimlessly

I have seen you
In my home country
Even before sun set
Hiding and peeping
Watching out to encage
Into the growing darkness

But I couldn’t identify
You are as a refugee.

At the terrible time
Escaping from my death
During the swash buckling things
Happening in white nights
I turned up to
City of Katmandu in Himalayan valley

Getting a cheapest room
In a top of a dirty and dusty old building
Suffered from the fever of loneliness

I opened the window
To hear of the outside sound
As I was being at my home

It was a surprise
You was there too
Rambling behind a cloud
Like me as a refugee
The moon
I never identified before.

Without specific place and space
Universal camp of the out sided world
Giving light to the dark
Try to awaken from the blindness
Of the humanity
Now you are like me or I am like you


Udaya R. Tennakoon