Demons You need not go Into that darkness alone I’ll come there, with you Here’s my hand Take it There’s no other way You’ll feel less alone I’ll go into that darkness alone You needn’t come there with me Don’t hold out your hand I won’t take it There’s no other way With you here – I  feel more alone ...

Soulmate? Love left me at 24 Didn’t come back Till many years later Or did it? Was that lust? I got confused Having been alone for so many years after The lines blurred Love had evolved And I hadn’t noticed I still believed in connecting from the heart So lust left As it must  when confronted With an unyielding spirit ...

Just a kiss You’re joking With half a straight face Peering into my eyes Holding on to my hand And I’m shaking my head So that’s your joke??? Laaaaame dude, I say But I can’t stop smiling You’re pointing at my face Hah!!!!! Seeee that was funny Noooo!!!!! Yeahhhhh!!!! I can hardly hear you now, and my cheeks are hurting I’m hanging ...

The memory of sins Photo - All Rights Reserved. © Buwaneka Saranga|2012Cold and numb the winds have turnedWith no mercy, my life just spurnedPeople passing byWith not a look of concernThis life of mine has had nothing,Nothing but hurt.The wounds of time unopened and oldBut you cut it open When you knew I wasn't strong to withholdNow the blood from my veins uphold, All ...

Poetry provides an alternate history - Saumya Sandaruwan Liyanage Saumya Sandaruwan Liyanage won the State Literary Award for the Best Poetry Collection at the State Literary Award Ceremony held recently, for his debut poetry collection Hate Watte Magdalena“Not in my wildest dreams did I think that I would win an award for Hate Watte Magdalena,” Saumya Sandarauwan Liyanage, the State Literary Award winner of this year for the Best ...

アンバランス Why do I need it to have some meaning? I ask myself everyday Can’t some of it just be without meaning? Without sense Without direction Just without anything Just be what it is Without a tag Like you and me We could just be Why does everything in the world Have to be labelled Fall into categories That most ...

(Its been a long long while since I had an installment of the 'From Another's Blog' posts - I guess its been a long while since something I came across made me feel compelled to share it. This poem is written by a friend - Jessica Ferrari and was posted on Facebook. It struck me for its raw bleeding honestly, ...

Dangling I thought I knew me Till I saw you At midnight, wrapped around her waist Dangling, at the edges, All woolly and warm I shouldn’t have interrupted Should’ve stayed, politely away Talked after You know been more civilized Instead, I sauntered over Asked her what she was doing with you And did you know we were together Looked surprised ...

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 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 ...

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.

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