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 ...
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, ...
Convince me what I am doing is wrong For as far as I can see it is right Although I know I violate you I must know darkness to fully know light, so Convince me if you can So that my actions may cease But until you do I will walk this path Perhaps back to the light which you ...
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 ...
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 ...
*THE CHARACTERS DEPICTED HERE ARE ENTIRELY FICTIONAL* *But perhaps… it may be about you….* What do you see when you look at the fields of nothing before you Do you wish you were free to roam as your living counterparts do? Or are you content to be forever frozen in your pose most glorious Rearing up, neighing silently, hooves raised, ...
It’s almost mid-2016 and I have not written anything since December 2015. How sad! It’s hard to get into the flow of writing just like that. So what I’m going to do today is to just ramble on, opening up the pathways in the brain and getting in the flow of words. It’s kinda like shadowboxing early in the morning. ...
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 ...
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 ...
Hey all, Sorry for being silent. I’ve been really busy for the past few months, and had to deal with a few unexpected challenges (which I am still dealing with). Hadn’t had any time to produce anything decent for awhile! But that’s the problem you see; not writing creative stuff does impede your overall creative ability. Most of the time, ...
Descending from the night sky, a single drop of rain fell on the dry landscape of the sleeping city. The sharp glow of the neon lights illuminated it as it passed the windows of sky-scrapers, before hitting the pavement, extinguishing its short life. Over a thousand meters away, through a powerful telescope digitally connected to the heads-up display of his helmet, ...
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 ...
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 ...
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 ...
I sat on the edge of my bed in semi-darkness. It was night time, and most of the world was asleep. The wind was gentle, and I could hear it rustle the leaves of the trees outside. My face buried in my hands, I sighed as I thought about my past. All the mistakes I have made, the wrong choices, ...
It is often said that life is not a single event but a stream of continuous events. You can’t exactly define what a good life or a bad life is, in this context. One thing always leads to another or many more. It is like an explosion in a field of dominos that makes up the cosmos. The butterfly effect, ...
Dear ***, I think what is driving me to write this to you is a mix of remorse and also relief. I know, it is a strange mix of feelings; but I hope that this will help you understand the story behind the difficult choice we had to make. Do you remember the first time I met you? I was ...
Pain, why have I run away from you all my life? I wish I knew how great a teacher you are and what you were trying to teach me back then. I wish I learned that feeling your presence was not weakness, but rather giving in to you and giving up because of my fear of you was the real ...
