Category: Poems

සංසාරය

යාළුකම කියන්නේ අමතක නොවන දෙයක් රැධිරය කියන්නන් බැදිමකට සහෝදරකම කියන්නේ සංසාර බැදිමකට හිතවත්කම කියන්නේ හිත රිදුණු දෙයකට ආදරය කියන්නේ සංසාර පුරුද්දකට ප්‍රේමය කියන්නේ ආත්මිය බැදිමකට Rtr. Pasindu Perera

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කාලාත්‍රයේ මායාව

කල්පනාභරිත දිගු රැයේදිගු සිතුවිලි අතර සිරවීසෙව්වෙමි ජීවිතේනිරුත්තර පැනයට පැණසර අතීතය මායාවක් යැයි වැටහුනිඅනාගතය මායාවක් නොවේදෝ විමසමිකලත්‍රයේ මායාව බිද හෙලූ තැනිකිසිවක් නොමැති හිස් බව වින්දෙමි ජීවිතය__________මරණය නිර්වාණය Rtr. තිමිර දිනෙත්ම

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The Queen of Unconditional Love

There is one special woman Who lights me up like the sun She is the main reason I grew up content Her words always fill me With love and endless care She knows how I feel And shelters me from despair She has fed me since my birth Even at the expense of her own hunger She loves to see my growth Her words now feel like a prayer Her love is what I need My love is what she needs No fortune will ever be grand enough To pay back my one true guardian angel Time waits for no one for it passes by fast, And soon she will become nothing but a memory from the past Before that…

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Run Away

My truth is not yours so I end up feeling delusional. All I hope is to run away and you call me a coward. And I ask you, how am I the coward? When I am only revealing the truth. Oh lord I just want to run, and run, and run, and run. Even further. A little more. And just one more step. To peace or abyss, I do not know. Only one thing is crystal clear. I hate the voices that chase after me. I hate the caution in their eyes. I hate the warning in their words. All I want is silence. Silence and Peace. Peace and Darkness. Darkness and Death.                                                               Death and Life. Oh how wonderful it…

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The Spice of Life

I wake up on a usual Sunday morning and look Usually at the unusual year planner on my wall. The even squares of days, grin with a bored look, And sadly, shows me the same words on each slot. I open a grey wardrobe full of grey clothes to look For the usual dress I wear, now worn-out as rags. I sit on a chair and read the same crimped page for The zillionth time with closed, soar and sleepy eyes. I pick up one by one, the thrown-out, small wailing Invitation cards and, put them on intense red fires. Clitter, clatter and shatter the silver spoons and Pots and dishes embrace each other in pure love. The shining, stunning…

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The Colorless Rainbow

The rain seized, after a loud and loathing downpour,The heavy grey clouds drifted apart slowly as a snail.Light sun rays touched the dusty windows in glamour.In a dark room, sleeps sluggishly a boy with a ponytail,Clinging to pinkish blanket and dressed in girly clothes.In a far-away lonely street, lags behind a sporty girl,And walks behind her some boys calling rude names.A slim boy walks past, as doors beside close and whirl. Eyes pop-up, murmurs begin as two men hold hands,In an ‘available for all’ bus seat and embrace in love.A person lost in sex is frowned upon by some doctors,He is hopeless in front of lawyers feeling aggressive.Two girly mammas and dadas get blamed at work,Sans any compassion, like some…

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Embracing Darkness

I feel nothing.My mind numb.And my heart, empty. I see no harmony of colours,Nor any chaos of emotion.Eyes fixed on a blank canvas,With nothing to spoil its surface.There are no rivers but a lake,Water still and unmoving.It reveals not its secrets,Muddied by stagnant waters.Should I embrace stillness,Or seek disruption? How perplexing is Human Nature,Not able to be still but afraid to move.Am I embracing the darkness I manifest?I think I’m in love. Am I crazy? Maybe.But this darkness is more alive to me than any light. - Rtr. Yeshani Fernando (@Caffeine_n_Stokes818)

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Human Candle

The scent is driving me mad, which leave traces in your footpath.They watch as you dissipate with every single whiff of perfume.Torn between love for you and greed for that oh-so-perfect scent.I look at you and I wonder why you choose to dissipate? You are still so beautiful even just as sculptured waxYet you melt, to please those who fall for your scent.A candle with a spirit that runs away from my hands,That fruitlessly try to capture you in a glass chamber. Maybe I am the truly greedy one,For wanting you to choose comfort. - Caffeine_n_Stokes

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