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Poetry
A curse of another Patachara
Though disabled, he,
Being the sole breadwinner
Spared no pains to give life
To the family, dilapidating day by day
Miserably........
Parents being aged, spinster sister
Being frustrated to the extreme, he,
Shouldering the burdens and responsibilities
Wheeled the chair down the streets
In search of a living
By selling lotteries....
Though the fate was a mockery,
His will-power like a giant
Stood on his journey, whenever he made effort
To make both ends meet
Despite of the risks by the nature.......
Aged parents' wailings, though unbearable,
Sister's sorrowful face, though was an agony,
Nature though merciless,
His determination strengthened
The heart and soul, and
Never mortgaged his poverty, innocence and deformity
What so ever, to feed the dear ones, whose
Lives were pathetically at stakes........
When life was falling fast into the depth of miserability
Hand in glove with the tragic circumstances,
Others' unfortune all of a sudden
Brought him luck,
His world of dreams was enlightened
When an unsold lottery
Made him rich.......
Hawk-eyed monsters in and around
Grown with jealousy and craving,
Left no stone unturned to bury him
In the deep ravine of the poverty
Whenever possible.......
His doom's day thus dawned in secret
With no protection,
Troubles in battalions, imprisoned him in the darkness
Weapons of cruelty and jealousy
Combined with inhumanity and brutality
Trilled sharply and shattered
His mirrors of hopes
Into pieces in a pool of blood.....
Sister being stranded in the solitude
With the unexpected demise of her beloved brother
Let her eyes to weep like anything.........
When she regained consciousness
The painful murmuring of gasping parents
Had been silent forever,
The hoot of an owl nearby predicted
An unprecedented disaster was just round the corner,
The dimmed flickering of the chimney lamp seemed to her
Like the hands of the devils stretching at her
She with trembling feet, disappeared in the darkness
Cursing the whole mankind..........
SUDATH JAYATISSA HEWAMADDUMA
Floods
Roads deserted
Canals overflow
Roads hidden
Their depths unknown.
Rain falls in torrents
Trees crash
Homes gone,
Lives lost aplenty
Sparing few.
Rain lashes all over
Thunder rolls across skies,
Lightning flashing
Many many miles.
Town, villages devastated
Wind invisible, plays havoc,
Water emerges
Through land, between rocks.
Destruction all over
Of plantation and life
Natures torment
Due to careless man's choice.
Felling of trees
Pits dug here and there.
Our once thriving land
Deserts everywhere.
Realising too late
Of devastation done
Lets help our land prosper
With destruction a halt.
SYLVIA HETTIARACHCHI
Calling Lankan friends
When will OUR MIGHTY LANKAN LIONS ever sleep,
For we linger in the insults that-
Hurt so deep...
Even though we NOW live in PEACE
Tis lost and tossed off like -
A ball into a deep abyss
By the so called 'divided nations',
That was created to UNITE NATIONS.
We fought our battles for twenty-six long years,
And finally without a doubt our mighty lions-
So bravely killed the beasts who-
Hungered for the blood of the innocent
With their inhumane machinations
And tried so hard to-
Divide our land of One Nation for One People!
There were many who sacrificed their fragile-
Precious lives to achieve this PEACE-
So why must they throw stones
At heavens door...
When they know it serves no
Purpose,
For we have; as a small nation,
Braved the so called few
First world nations;
Who never ever won
Any battle thus far,
And caused only more
Carnage and human suffering
All in the name of
Power Hungry-
Lust for their own gain...
SHYANA MUSHIN
Blossom of Ramazan
Muslims-peace lovers
In the nook and corner of the globe
Await the blossom of Ramazan
Inhale the fragrance of the fasting
That will take the man so close to
Almighty God-the creator, the Sustainer
And the Merciful -
Once the fasting begins
The observer of the self restraint
Will become the embodiment of
All the human qualities
The spiritual blossom
Will spread fragrance
Within his heart
And the atmosphere of
The society at large
His eyes, mouth
And other parts of the body
Will obey the divine
Rules of ethics
Whatever he thinks
And does will be
In harmony with
The Islamic way of life
He will sympathize for
The poor and the destitute
By experiencing hunger and thirst
From dawn to dusk
He will not miss obligatory five times prayers to Allah
And add optional prayers to the maximum
During day and night
Since the rewards are innumerable
With Allah
In case one scolds the reply will be
"Oh! My dear brother!
I won't retort
I am observing the fast"
So the ultimate result
Is reinforcing Humanism and pacifism
Among the human beings.
MYM MEEADH
Dreaming Boat
In Thailand through dirty canals
There was a boat service
Like our big Leyland bus
Fully comfortable, quick
Joyful tour by a boat
No rush, no jammed
High secured
Paying few coins
Lady conductors are very busy
Giving tickets walking here and there
The day we travelled by a boat
As a joke we proposed
To begin a boat service along the canal
In our country once we returned
Marvellous,
After few days it has come
As a sweet dream
Thanks for our naval brothers
PUSHPA KALUBOWILA
Rebuild Mother Lanka
Oh Mother Lanka!
Though many anguish years have
Gone by,
Your people still grieve and cry
Since they from shore to shore
Have sadly failed to re-mix or
Rebuild once more.
With peace,
A god - given chance has luckily
Come their way
So dear brothers let everyone
With justice and fair play
Open their hearts and minds
Without delay
Seize this chance re-mix and
Rebuild dear Mother Lanka now
And to a single national flag bow.
RODNEY MERVIN DOWNALL
Return
1. A plundered planet
With polluted seas,
Dying birds and beasts...
Sad refugees hoping to return
To their humble homes.
Children are searching for food
Amid the silence of slaughtered trees,
While greedy ones are feasting on
Ill-gained wealth.
Will they ever return
A fragment of their loot
To feed the starving millions?
2. Veils of volcanic ash float
Among the clouds, while
Glaciers are melting,
Never to return.
We feel the sadness of centuries,
Yet we, selfish humans,
Have we reached the point of no return?
JEGATHEESWARI NAGENDRAN |
