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
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…
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
Though I have never seen you,You dwell in the quiet recesses of my heart,Like flowers blooming after the storm’s embrace. I call you God of Rain,For your presence is a tender melody,Whispered softly through the heavens above. Are you real,Or merely a fleeting dream I’ve yet to meet?Still, I wait beneath the cloud-stained sky,Hands open to the hush of falling grace,Hoping one day your rain will find me. -Rtr. Tharushi Dineshika
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
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…
Life blooms when you begin to live.When you smile through the pain,And let your heart brim with sunshine. Ce n'est pas toujours romance,Sometimes, it’s the souls we stumble upon:Those who fold us into their warmthlike we were always meant to belong. Family. Friends. Strangers.Even the quiet boywho meets your gaze with a blush. Life is fleeting.So love,boldly,gently,as much as your heart can hold. -Rtr. Senali Senanayake
I stare at the field of grass, the ponds of water forming in the muddy path, the stream of water falling from above and I think, Of disappearing from this world, Like the rain that falls into the ditch and flows down, To thread on a journey into the afterlife. I think of my hands wrapped around my neck, Squeezing with my bare fingers, Till I choke from the pain. I think of my nails dragging down my skin, Wishing it would lead a bloody trail behind, And break my skin apart, ripping my body into strings of flesh. I wonder what it is I lack, Of why my silly little hopes were crushed- Till I stare at my reflection,…
Roses were red,The whole world was blue.I was telling you everything,Since the day I fell for you.Nine suns rose in March,Pushing us from warzone to comfort zone.The shine in your eyes I’ll never forget,Your smile stole all the pain.Favourite songs of yours were being played.Dopamine volcanoes are eruptingWhen you are with me.You are so pretty,Even more than the flowers I gave.I was not shaking,Cause my love was true.The smell of romance,Defeated the smell of Tacos.When the whole world supported us,I felt the warmth of your hand.While looking into the most beautiful eyes,I said “¡Te Amo!”To the moon and back, I’ll always love you,Here I am, Mi Vida,Waiting till your butterflies are born… -Rtr. Inura Dewasinghe
Say you remember,The days of youth we yet so oddly treasure,The days on this sandy coast we used to play in leisure,To the magic kingdom of sea,we promised to lead each other,Searching for hidden mysteries and bountiful treasure. Hidden beneath the silver liningsof water,Reside the friends & foes alike.And we thought of conquering the city of Mermen,And rule through day & night. We were so young when our heart yearned to dance so freely,On the soft sand white and silky.The day we found stars on bare land,Under the red sun and shiny,believed I saw the vast ocean in your eyes blue and glassy. Following the path we once threadedunder the evening sun rays,Hand in hand, leaving nothing but our heart's…