Hearts

Living heart is a stray cattle

that seek no permission

to invaid any place...

Young heart is its twin brother

that needs no request

to achieve its choice...

Juvenile mind would be fortunate

if it didn't become obstinate

I have no idea which part

I should really illuminate or eliminate...

heart is a flower bloomed dawn

dribbling dues of crystals...

Wind will bring dust to

mutilate or to distort 

the delicacy innate...

Could you cup your palms

to prevent such sinister...?

Adopt it as two lids that 

pouch the life of an oyster...

Heart moulds the life that 

we mean the mind 

which we ignore...

Living in the world is 

practicing ignorance 

coloured by desire...

Habits and manners 

are costumes

for the nude to attire...

Tamed heart is not a

living heart but the

delicate azure...

W.Thilakarathne

Dream & the Truth...

I was dreaming all the nights

the way I would love  if I had a girl...

I wished for an angel

with dark blue eyes & a cute little face...

I laughed myself

for dreaming like that...

Cz I knew that

it would never happen in my life...

But when I met you

I was just shocked...

as I felt my dream

is going to succeed...

You are the one 

about whom I always 

dreamt of...

Those dark eyes 

& that little face...

I felt the warmth of your heart

& I sensed the happiness...

I learnt to live; holding a will...

Simply by the things you added to my life...

So my dearest...

Don't live me any day...

Please be with me till

I'm gone forever...

Coz my soul, life & love

all of them belong only for you...

Here I swear to love you

& to be with you

till the day I leave this world

& even after

simply b'coz

YOU ARE MY EVERYTHING...

by : Chamara Madusanka

e-mail : internetchamara@gmail.com
blog : kathapotha 

Love & Friendship

When I see her 

I feel to go and tell her

What I have kept as a secret

from the day I first met her...

But I am afraid,

afraid of losing her...

what I want is to be with her

as her friend forever...

That's my last wish

but who knows what will happen...

May be she will leave me someday,

if she will find someone

special than myself,

who will talk to her heart...

But my heart,

that's only for her...

Cz I truly love her...

I don't know how to prove 

that my heart is true...

but my heart cries 

asking for her...

Somehow I'll prove

my love towards her..

If she will give me one chance;

I'll give her my whole heart...

And then she will realize

how much I loved her

through out my life time

not only as a friend

but also as someone 

much more special...

Chamara Madusanka

chamara_sg@yahoo.com

Diaspora's Dream...

 

After three decades,

I'm back in my country again...

To see the sodden red earth and sand;

Once it was like the Eden,

with vines laden...

Alas! Now it's a barren land,

Now the Devils are gone,

I'm back at my home...

To breath the free air of

my motherland...

booming or blast or a ping of a bullet

Never, never shall our 

offsprings percieve...

All fair and dark 

with turban and fez...

Until to till the soil so fertile

I have the courage

I'll till and plough

And make my country

A green paradise...

P Nanayakkara