
Another Christmas
Everything is white serene and relax,
In the house
It is empty!
The cold and emptiness blurred my eyes.
I have removed his frame years before.
The long lost war took him.
As it did to his father.
So, it is empty
The Christmas
About the Creator
Dinesha Perera
I am a poet who is interested in in-depth feelings of the humanity.



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