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POETRY
This entity called death
Like coming out to a garden
Of pure air
After fumbling around in a cave
Full of shadows?
A solitary holiday
In a tranquil sea-side
Recuperating from a long illness
Would it be that
Long forgotten
Milk-smelling warmth
At mother's breast
One would wish to snuggle up again
Or is it just
A mendicant's sleep
By a busy city street
At midday?
Malini GOVINNAGE
Strangers
Strangers we are
Meeting by chance
Never to meet again
We have departed
With love and understanding
in our hearts
Bertholamuze NISANSALA DHARMASENA
Keep smiling!
When you don a radiant smile,
You make everyone happy and life worthwhile.
Your friends will multiply and
Your troubles will just fly!
So, keep smiling, all life long
And never be glum, but be like a
Plum!
C Mohanlal DE MEL
Sunday Blues
It's well past
dawn
and I wake up
with a yawn
The sun peeps
but I'm still
half asleep.
While my bile-duct
takes delight
in activating
the impulse to discard
the residual
of last nights
meal.
But my soul rebels.
Saying, "How come?
When I want to snooze
a wee bit longer,
you trick me with
an instantaneous shit
that I can hold
no longer."
Keith JAYASEKERA
Kites
Unending searching far so up,
Not glancing at what's below,
Just soaring-higher and higher....
Still, higher, the dreamy kites.
Have tried to understand,
What they tell,
What they try to show,
What comparison is between us?
Us and the dreamy kites.
Stubborn in one way,
And playful in another,
Trying to pull in another,
To float up beyond the limits,
Oh Yes! So likely - it's us,
Just looking different from the shape,
From the shape of dreamy kites;
Trying to pull away from our hold,
To explore the limits beyond.
Until the kites come down, and crash.
The wavy, lively, dreamy kites.
D W Lilani ANURUDDHIKA
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