Tell me aboutsomething amazingbut don’t tell mehow it ends I’ve seen too manyamazing thingsfinishsome too soonsome too lateand othersjust in time There is some sad pleasurein lack of closuresometimeswhen we don’t knowhow exactly it will goor ratherwhere it ends Consider me,floatingin this point of existenceat the absolutecenterof my observable universejust existing anddoing all things related Have I lived well so ...
The balance is fragileUnstable, hanging by a hairAt the razor’s edge ofA tipping point fine and finer still The winds howl relentlesslyFrom all directions from all landsThe effort taken to stayIs only making the matter worse With time must all things decaySo does the will to fight, to live, to loveAs forlorn hopes combineIn a last-ditch effort to remainTo remain ...
It’s Vesak, but my dog is not a vegetarianYou see, I’m cooking chicken legs for himAnd in my country you don’t cook meat duringVesak; you don’t even break eggsYou don’t cook fishYou don’t cook prawnDefinitely don’t boil crabsBecause it’s Vesak you seeOn other days its fine thoughMost Buddhists here aren’t vegetarian“Aney pau” extends only to the things you see being ...
The trees sway with the evening wind For if they refused they would be broken Tall, short, independant and intertwined We too share such qualities unspoken Water, air and sun each tree needs Some more than the others And some less, for them and their seeds Diverse although they may be brothers Unheeding this fact, forgetting the other On air, ...
If I had to classify myself as per modern standards and norms, I would most probably call myself an introvert. I’ve never really been comfortable in large crowds and big gatherings. Often times, I find myself taking little “breaks” from the crowds I’m in, going out to “get some air” or “take a really important call” etc. When I do ...
With each furtive step Inching closer and closer Through the night Through the dark Through the mists Seeking the light that shines Like a pin-prick on black paper With each gentle step Moving ever forward Through the pain Through the sorrow Through the sadness Seeking the flame that burns Like a candle on the horizon With each meek step Ever ...
In March 2020, the entire world slowed down. The COVID-19 Coronavirus began its campaign from Wuhan, China, and now it’s practically everywhere. It has even reached us here in Sri Lanka. Most businesses, including mine, closed down temporarily to try and stop the spread of the virus early on last week. The government declared an island-wide curfew from Friday, that ...
Memento Mori. I remember the first time I read that, somewhere around 2011 or so. “Remember your mortality”. I was working in the University of Moratuwa, mostly sulking about thinking of my failed relationship (it took me awhile to get over my first breakup), and I often found myself coming to the same conclusion over and over again: “Nothings ...
The breath enters The breath leaves This house of flesh within “I” dwell Giving life to “me”, and the thoughts that churn Within the endless caverns of “my” mind The more “I” breathe the more “I” see It was foolish to live for so long In a world “I” created in black and white For the “pure” lotus arises ...
Let me find something interesting for you to hold. I know you like holding on to interesting things. Boring things only make you sad. And when you are sad you drop things. All the special things in the world break when dropped. And I don’t want you to break anything anymore. Look at me. Look at this which I ...
This was the dream I had this morning. It was some kind of a Talent show, much like America’s Got Talent or Sirasa Superstar (Sri Lankas American Idol rip-off). The show was set in Colombo with a panel of three judges. Two gentlemen and one lady, all Sri Lankan. There were four participants to be judged. They were kept ...
I could feel the wind against my face With the window rolled down We sped through the blood red streets under neon clouds I held your hand and Felt your smile through me Together, we waved at the abyss As we passed it by Tomorrow, day after, and next eon The vision fades away as time eats The seeds ...
I want to see you break To see you fall Crash into flames Shatter to a million shards Let’s see your face then Let’s see your laugh Let’s see you Let’s see you burn I want to make you laugh Your way to your grave Your shallow hole in the ground The dirt is icing on your cake Let’s ...
What happens when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object? In the year 1994, we saw the rise of the worlds most powerful superhero. They called him various names before his public introduction. The Real Superman. Power-guy. Infinite Man. All these names that the media came up with, and when he finally spoke at that fateful UN conference in ...
As he floated into the abyss, he only thought of one thing. The one emotion he always treasured. The one thought that mattered: Love. He barely had energy to work his console. He checked the battery and oxygen levels. It was devastatingly low. The warning lights flashed. He had silenced the alarms that told him over and over about his ...
Happy to see you happy You were so sad earlier So afraid So lost So hopeless But then you chose to speak to me And tell me all your woes You say I make you happy You say I listen I’m happy to see you happy The world will spin on to tomorrow regardless And I’m always here to listen ...
We all share Even though there are so many of us Wanting so many different things We all share this same room This same body We seldom work together But often take turns at the wheel However there are times Where we fight over it Some of us like to be passive Some of us want war Some of us ...
She looked beautiful, standing against the moonlit window, the white bed sheet wrapped around her otherwise naked form. The longer I looked at her the more thankful I was for meeting her when I did. Chance is wonderful like that. My eyes caressed her slender figure, and drunk in the beauty of her dark hair moving gently to the night ...
Drowned Underwater What would you call being suffocated by the very thing that gives you life? When what the dying man in the desert craves, came forth in unwarranted abundance? Choking you with the fury of a thousand wrestlers? Taking away all that you had Perhaps even all that you will ever have Your house cleansed without your permission Your ...
As I look into your bronze eyes I wonder What have you seen that I will never see As you lie in your eternal stillness Worlds pass by, stars roam free And I ask of you for simple wisdom To share what you have seen To show the joys and sorrows Of the places you have been Yet you stare ...
