The barefooted handsome boy who mends shoes on a filthy street corner. <br />Passers by; Some they whisper that he should join the film industry. <br />A Varsity girl stops; 'Hey! Prince you don't go to school nowadays? ' <br />'No, My papa was paralyzed and I help him.' The boy said. <br />'I love you Prince.' <br />'Oh! What a beautiful sentence is that? <br />But I am scared Princess. <br />When my Papa was drunk <br />He used to play the Mandolin <br />And sings in the night. <br />Love has mesmerized wings <br /> in the unrestricted serene sky <br />And fragile souls swim and drown <br /> in the Milky way.' <br /> <br />* I dedicate this to an innocent Cobbler who vanished during the ethnic violence in Sri Lanka.<br /><br />nimal dunuhinga<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-poor-cobbler-s-courageous-son/
