Among the peeled walls in the belfry hall
I was stuck in my old school.
Nobody was found in the classroom.
On the black board seemed full of unanswerable questions.
The summer and winter almost over and I was waiting & waiting,
Show my neglected homework book to the literature teacher.
But she has already transferred to the life school.
The flamboyant trees still laden with fruits and flowers
But I was stranded in the circle of illiteracy
With my Scribbling and lost identity.
*Fermentation: One of four qualities- Sensuality, Views, Becoming, and Ignorance- That ferment in the kind of flow out of it, creating the flood of the round of death and rebirth.
[Buddha’s Teachings]
nimal dunuhinga
