nimal dunuhinga - Residue

The wayfarer you must be tired now.
Here the inn to get a rest for a while.
Don't be scared, on your wearisome journey
there is no any weighbridge to weigh
your sins or merits?
Please do not look at me in a sarcastic way.
Yes I am a wrongdoer and I sleep with every soul
till the candle burns
as I cannot abandon my dreary inn
and who gives me the warmth in this solitary life?
Am I a waxwork?
I too feel thirst and hunger.
On the way if you have any doubt of leftovers
please do not hesitate to visit me again.
You are always welcome my dear.

nimal dunuhinga

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