Love, Poetry

My Youniverse

Waking up, opening eyes Always am surprised Because I know you’re with me But I could never get used to it So i sit there, and look at you Breathe, peacefully in sleep, Who’d want to disrupt that There’s so much beauty In my world,…

Poetry

Night Kadé

Streets of Kalutara, Beautifully lit at 12.03AM— precise, Few shops opened to serve food, Travelers stopping by, to get their fill, for a smoke or rest.   There’s noise amidst serenity, Evil amidst calm. Little bokeh lights and laughter, Filling the cold dark air.  …

Poetry

People in the Huts

People in the huts waving to me every day, every night But mental forces I have got told me that was not right Beaming stones and comfortable zone if I still am unbelievable Midnight lies and shortest of sight if I say it is reasonable…

Poetry

Oh, Flames.

She drinks portions of thoughts everyday, With these hefty coals she heaps; Makes headway, Humming her music on the march to Survive. Eager and doubtful, yet majestically divine.. The eternal fire, it may be; not in vain And no woman who is chosen, born to…

Poetry

The Trigger Moved

He made dirt of her Nothing like God’s craft Battered her Then bed her sore, bruised and swollen It didn’t matter The Priest had said, for better or worse   Sarah was missing She had up and run As he recreated Ma, with jabs and…

Poetry

The Mosey

Hobbled in an untrodden trail, Rough and tough, Amidst the sandy storms, Across the fiery flames, Felt feeble and fed-up, In the pursuit of peace, toxic hearts and fake faces  In a one-odious play. Still with the will among the hardest hills, On the long…

Poetry

The Hidden

Oh veils, what are you hiding? Behind those walls, I suppose , there’s a garden, waiting to be explored, to be discovered, to be written about, to be identified, to be realized. Oh veil, like others I suppose, You got scars, Old and new, and…

Poetry

Confession

Why does it feel like the sky, is sending me a message? A hidden letter with every raindrop, drop by drop, it falls, impossible to decode with mere intelligence alone, Stronger than any code word that could ever exist.   With every drop that graces…

Poetry, Prose

Parents – Pay Rents

It’s the due date Both of them are in a state of panic yet excited Hurriedly they reach the emergency room After facing death the mother hears a cry and smiles with relief 2.5inches of happiness looks at them blankly as it begins to sprout…