The Arbitrary Poem Last year, a project called Poetry Assessor sprung up, claiming to be able to assess a poem’s worth by applying computational linguistics, facilitating high volume filtering of poetry submissions. One of the poems that were ranked by the Poetry Assessor that caught my attention was Dylan Thomas’ “The Hand That Signed The Paper”. Here, I have deconstructed the poem into ...

The choices you make are yours to make, Wherever result it brings your way, Whether it’s wedding bells or heartbreak, Success abundant or total dismay, To a monument in the sky or a sad eulogy, I’ll be there with you, my dear friend, Right till the very end.

I walked back into the lion’s den Though I feared I may be mauled again I wiped my tears and held my head high I tried so hard to believe the lie That everything would be fine this time That you’d spare my body and my mind That the scars I bore would quickly heal That you would love me ...

Fly away because someday you’ll come back to me. When you realize the demons out there are no better than me. At the very least you know what my demons are.

Clocks have stopped but time has not For time knows no dust, it barely sits still And is impatient, Like a little girl at the sound of the ice cream truck. Time is gone, like sifted sand through my fingers, better yet Tap water, treated with chlorine Like days in your lovers arms, like hours Gazing at the sea. I ...

If I had a face worth a dime I would melt it, Mold it to a masterpiece and then second guess it. Nothing is as beautiful as the person how did mold it, No that can’t be, now tell me what you make of it.

I do not have one best friend Because I love everyone and make best friends I do not know how to lie, Because I live only once and I want to be myself I do not want to hurt people, Because I know how it feels and how deep it can be I do not want to be a trouble Because I love to be on my own I do not want to stop learning Because I love to know and do new things I do not know how

I walk away For all the words you did not say Would not say I would not expect you to say, I walk away For all those moments You would not offer me Not be able to offer me Or even think of offering me, I walk away Yonder, To sanity A heaven For myself, Where I be Just, Me.

There’s a picture in my head Like a knife in my gut I just can’t escape it I’m stuck in its rut It’s a picture of you And a picture of him A picture that pains A picture that brings Heartache and hurt Rage and misery too Every time I see you – I can’t not see it too This picture of him And this picture of you I can’t keep living with The picture of you two.

Suave exterior was something you were born with! Ambushing the oppositions was a walk by the beach for you! Negating the swing and thwarting the spin, hook and pull were … Continue Reading →

Cycles of joy and pain: Ode to the Jaffna cyclist Build and break Break and build Is this not A child’s world? Stamp your journey with mildness Stamp your journey with gentleness Tread with care Disturb nothing Inherit the earth By being the earth Take the self out Let the thought Float away Watch the wheels Move up and down Watch the mood swing High and low Find the ...

You never think of your time, you spend them for me, you love the time, which you be with me, you send me love sealed with a kiss, I love it all, all I have it now. You make me smile no tears in my life, You surprise me with wonders I dream, You give me the best no one deserves it, I feel so lucky like a fantasy.  I have loads of things to be proud  I really can not list them out.. Feeling

It's unfair... I want to cry... Wanting a warm hug... Thinking again... Everyone is around, I feel I'm alone.. Why does it repeat? Over and over again... What is happening? I have got no clue... I want to cry.. Leave me alone... Sometimes I'm happy... Because tiny things gladden my heart, But when everything is far away... And nobody understands... I'm helpless...

It's unfair I want to cry.. Wanting a warm hug.. Thinking again.. Everyone is around but I feel I'm alone.. Why the same thing repeats Over and over again.. What is happening? I have got no clue.. I want to cry.. Leave me alone.. Sometimes I'm happy.. Because tiny things gladden my heart But when everything is far away.. I'm helpless..

Whisper in the dark, reaching for your heart, feel the warmth surround me, as you envelopes my arms Nuzzle my neck, feel my pulse against your lips, find the rhythm of my chest, let it echo in your head Come a little closer, feel my back arch against your touch, feel you against my body, sending shivers to shock my ...

You you are the smoky warm breathon a sharp frosty mornthe day's first smileand the night's last sighyou are the pale yellow lightslanting through the oak...the far twilight bird-call,sleet echoing on the roofyou are my smile that I seein hurried reflectionson rain-blurred shop frontson rushed, breathless daysyou are the path, traced with loveon the thorniest plainsin the valleys of my heartwhere ...

Stereo Hearts Funny how Wanting to love And wanting love I’m standing here Kicking the grass I’d rather if you’d move a little closer ‘cos I just can’t seem to Bridge this one foot or so between us Stretching like eternity I’m considering tripping , falling over, Spreading your arms wide open you say animatedly, “It was this big” I’m thinking ...

Be Grateful be grateful to your competitor annoying colleague abusive person lost opportunities all hardships makes you strong develops patience improves skills you are privileged be grateful

There you go! Tonight you ask With that half baked smile ?? Will you be there? Maybe, I say What do you mean? I mean, maybe I’ll be there And maybe not??? Yeah….. You’re grinning now Like a Cheshire Cat You’ll be there, you say, and laugh out loud Your hand on my shoulder Willing me, to come I can feel you ...

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