සුසුවඳ සුළඟේ - මල් මකරන්දේනීල දෙණිපතේ - සෙවණැලි යායේහීන පුරෝගෙන - සීත මකාගෙනගලනා ගඟුලැල්ලේ අහස් තොටුපළේ - වලා ඔරු තලේහීන දියඹරේ - හරිත තුරුල්ලේසෙනෙහෙ බෙදාගෙන - සිනා මවාගෙනගෙවෙනා දිවිගමනේ උණුසුම් උදයේ - තුරු හසරැල්ලේපිනි කඳුළැල්ලේ - දේදුනු යායේසුසුම දරාගෙන - තුටින් පිරීගෙනකියනා ගී මිහිරේ Rtr. කවීෂා හංසි
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Thoughts of the Flawed
When time comes to say goodbye, We cry to soothe the pain in our hearts, Am I less human because I shed no tears? We make no effort to see the living, Yet we find time to see the dead, Am I allowed to regret the lack of memories? The pain, the hurt, the emotional scars carved over decades, We forget them in a second, Am I foolish to repent over the mistakes of childhood? When Death visits and wraps his ghostly claws around my neck, Am I allowed to tell him no? Rtr. Vibhavee Sarathchandra
The Fool & the Priest
Once upon a time,lived a fool and a priest.Fool, who desire crime,with a heart of a beast. The Priest save him no prayer,but some wine & crumbs of bread.For his heart so heavy with desire,flames ignite the skin while he bled. Once upon a time,the Priest loved the Fool.Oneday,he forgot his church rhymes,and that was a change of rule. The Fool said,"My dear, dear FedyaI please to kill."And everybody could swear,it was wet in red down the hill Rtr. Chamodi Peduruarachchi
For My Mother
You are my everything Mom, You are the infinite sky of my life. You are the deep sea in my life. And you are the rainbow in my life. If you were not my mom, my life would have been in thick darkness. If you were not my mom, I would have lost the spirit of my life. Mom, You are my everything... -Rtr. Rebeka Hewavitharana
Purest Love: A Baby’s Embrace
She gazes upon me,with pearls of radiance,inviting me to a world sublime,where words fall short,yet her eyes weave tales,as profound as the endless sea,A timeless reminder of ‘love’. At times I ponder,how can this tiny soul,grasp the feelings of all?A love so gentle,yet fierce in its claim.A love so precious,spanning a thousand miles wide. - Rtr. Raziya Lareef
About Love
Love is diverse. If we think from the beginning, our lives start with our mother's love. We are bound first by the love of our parents and siblings. I am not about to talk about that love, but that doesn't mean it is not worth it. This is about the love that can create a heart illusion at the first sight of someone you have never met before. My effort is to tell you how to love someone the way I feel. Love knows no bounds, whether it is owned or not. But the love of those who love without trying to gain it is amazing. Simply put, before saying I love you, you must have an idea of the…
The War on Love
When we were littleIt was differentHand in handFreely we ranWe laughed at the voices We didn't talk aboutThe great riftTwo worlds but oneWe lived, we lovedWe defied the voices I don't remember whenBut it changedWe fought but in vainHer people, My peopleThe voices screamed Torn between love and fearTorn by our differencesShe lost so muchI lost too muchThe voices claimed victory We are older nowWith children of our ownWe whisper to themHate different, hate herWe are the voices - Rtr. Batya Peter
Embracing the Soul: The Artistry of Self-love
Self-love is the gentle embrace we offer ourselves in a world that often demands perfection. It's the realization that our worth isn't determined by external validation, but by the deep understanding of our own inherent value. It's an ongoing journey of acceptance, compassion, and forgiveness toward the one person we will be with throughout our entire lives – ourselves. In a society that frequently emphasizes comparison and self-criticism, practicing self-love is an act of rebellion. It's a commitment to nurturing our physical, emotional, and mental well-being, acknowledging both our strengths and our areas of growth. Self-love doesn't mean ignoring flaws; rather, it means acknowledging them without letting them define us. At its essence, self-love is the art of crafting healthy boundaries, acknowledging…
Whispers of Love
I’m seven years old, sitting amidst grey walls, staring at the smiling old woman. She tells me to smile and that I look prettier when I do—psychologist; too heavy of a word for such a young child. She tells me everything will be fine, but it will take time. Smiling takes less effort, I learned, and I keep that in mind for the rest of my life. I love you, I whisper to her because she does understand. And she does care, she does give her ear to the dilemma of a seven-year-old sad a little too early in her life. I’m nine years old when I walk into my mother crying. Her face was blotched with the weight of…
The true sense of love…
Love is a divine sentiment that ties people together in some kind of a passionate bond. And it is a heart-to-heart conversation and connection that exists among people. The affection, care, fondness, and tenderness combined together can be defined as love. It’s a feeling of strong attachment that almost every creature yearns to have at least once in their lifetime. And this love is even powerful enough to decide a person’s progress or downfall. Hence, love is as sweet, precious, and vibrant as spring violets, and it can even be as bitter as a deathly hemlock. The love is sweet or bitter, as per the circumstances. People go through and experience different phases of love throughout their lifetime. Everyone learns…