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