Accidentally peering in to the mirror //අහම්බෙන් කැඩපත දෙස බැලීම SorryI am not good with namesBut your face does seemfamiliarmay belong time agowhen you were thinnerwhen I was youngerwhen the days were simplerwe've metwe've spokenperhapswe sat in a corner cafeand sipped coffeeendlesslyin chipped cups But I am sorryI am not good with namesසමාවෙන්න මට මතක හිටින්නෙම නෑ නම් හැබැයි මුහුණු ...
These two Islands sit in the shallow waters like two old lovers . Peacefully. They are connected by a thin strip of sandbank, which get's submerged during high tide . I could close my eyes dream of a man living in one island, in a small house. An old man , with a scruffy beard, in a dirty pair of ...
You the songstressWho sing out of tune Out of tempo Out of harmonyA mere outcry of words The only way a bad poem can be sung I A bad poetLinening up word after word ….ForcefullySans any sense…Only lyrics To be sung out of tune ගායිකාව ඔබ ශෘතියෙන් පිට තාලයක් නැති කෑ ගසා ගයන ගැයේ තැකි එකම විදියට මෙවැනි කව් සිංදු ...