The Blossoms Are Dance With Blowing Winds Poem by Chaminda Pushpadewa

The rivers flowing between mountain creating beautiful pictures
Birds are singing and flew everywhere beneath roof among ever green woods
wild beast are move for tackling victims middle in the mildest butterflies are sucking pollens
the blossoms are dance with blowing winds

far away coming sound many guns firing the view of strange of human being
the woods with wild Animal in mildest one man laying
beside red patches mother land flag but who is breathing
the cruel sound is not ending

blowing wind mix with potassium nitrate air green leaf turn to black color
birds are flew away without seen anything wild beast are uproar
the lay down man wake up with dropping gun grab and murmur
who had not pain suffered from wounded by enemy crueler

the blowing wind whispering where are yours beloved or wives
the flowing water telling to him waiting with me could quench thirsty
the green grass invite to slumber well never brake
the god pray for him sole come with me