Category: Editorial

It's my fault for wanting more than You were willing to give  For falling in love and wanting your attention  I hoped you would love me back That you would call me darling forever  I wanted to make you happy  I did everything to make you like me back  Everything you wanted me to do  But I was too stupid to think you'd ever like someone like me  I got what I deserved  Because you never wanted it After all, who would love a dead soul? - Rtr. Vibhavee Sarathchandra

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Chrysanthemum Lip BalmYou laughed, knowing no one sells those types,But I believed at least you would believe meJust the way I thought two summers agoWhile I was unraveling my deepest parts to youHow you brushed away my remarksAnd told me not to throw a pity party.And I wondered how could a girl with green eyesSay these kinds of thingsAnd finally, when I confessedMy sins and dilemmas,Panic attacks out of nowhereYou just smiled , embraced meAnd told me to toughen up.Handed me a store-bought Coke canAnd told me to get six hours sleepThe whole time I was explainingI looked out for signsSigns of empathy in your eyesBut the green emerald shade kept giving me second thoughtsAbout my own existence.And like a…

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Backup flowerBlooms between the cracksLayers of muddy bootsChomped her down the laneNo more marbles to tossOr going around the bushShe clasps her petalsAnd yearned for bloodA little insect pierced her left handSilent cry hid in candy wrappersBoys are down the laneReady to go for another roundMaybe anotherAnd maybe one final aroundJust like some sweet before dinnerThey took turns laughedAnd went straight homeWhile the last petalStraight fallen to the groundAnd a tear fell effortlesslyLoosening the ground Rtr. Mihiwamee Pabasara Senarath

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When you love someone,Does it hurt you or does it heal you?When you love someone,Do you feel every breath you take catching with the butterflies in your heart,Calling you home?When you love someone,Is it supposed to terrify or comfort you?Because I think I’ve been loving you,But darling, it’s slowly making me wantTo kill myself while staring at a night skyFull of stars. -Rtr. Barani Imasha

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Don't tell anyone, But I miss the sound of my phone ringing past midnight,  The sound of a soft voice in my ear, My hand strained from holding the phone for hours. Night after night, My phone kept ringing again and again, And I slept in the morning, My head heavy and my eyes hurting, Yet I couldn't stop smiling.  It's pathetic to think of, But the soft voice after midnight was my source of comfort, and I craved it like water, every starless night. Every waking moment of my day, I spent thinking about our conversations and the smooth deep voice of yours. So every night I stayed awake till late, waiting for my phone to ring. -Rtr. Vibhavee…

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