Perhaps there is no river
For me to drown in
As there was for Ophelia
Rejection hurts
Be you a character of the Bard’s imagination
Or as real as I
Living as you may have done
Centuries before me
Or today, in this time….
I am, forever, playing the tragic lover
In an endless theatrical production
That is my life
Sashikala Premawardhane
nice!