Refugee Moon

You like me
Who haven't a way to go,
And to stay.


I have seen you
In my home country
Even before sun set
Hiding and peeping
Watching out to encage
Into the 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 Kathmandu of Himalaya 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 out side sound
As I was being at my home.


I was a surprise
You was here
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
Temptations like me




Udaya R. Tennakoon
2009/08/ 19