Category: Religion

Buddha-leaving-yashodhara

විඳි දුක් ගැහැට අඩු නැත මහමෙර උසට
හද ගිණි නිවන කඳුළැල් අඩු නැත නෙතට
පෑළ දොරින් පැන ගිය පෙම්බර නමට
තව ණය ගෙවයි පෙම් කල පුරුවේ පවට…
පහන් කන්ද සේ බබළන රූ සපුව
ගිණි කන්දට පෙම් බැන්දා රුවැත්තිය
හිම මෙන් දියවුනත් ආදර සිත් පොදිය
කඳුල සුසුම තනි රැුක්කා නුඹ අසළ…
අඩුවී නොමැත අව්වේ ඇති රැුස් මලා
මන්දිර නොමැත ගව්වෙන් ගව්වට සදාලා
කුසුම් කැකුළ අකලට ලොව තනිවීලා
විඳවයි තනිව හැමදාමත් වැලපීලා…
සිහින පොදි බැඳන් සිටියත් ලොවට හොරා
බිඳුණු කැඩපතින් නොබනල් රූ වරුණා
මේ බවයේ තනි වුවත් ආල නුරා
ආදර නමට නුඹ වුවා යසෝදරා…

– Eranga Dasanayake

listless-day-poem

 

The Moon slowly shedding it’s light

Waning grey clouds, hiding its might.

A red glow, rising, heralding morn

As I rise from bed, to another day born.

Listless and weary, from yesterday’s rest

My mind ajar, body dulled, by being not at best.

A candle lit, facing East, trying with zest

And, prayers offered, no, not my best.

Lonely and forlorn, my lot today

Yet, endure the day, I must, without delay.

As shadows lengthen and daylight fades

Swift to its close, this day, with darkening shades.

I pray Thee O! Lord, Thy comfort I seek

This night, abide with me, my earnest plea….

– Chris Defonseka

buddhism-the-renunciation-of-siddhartha

He thinks she’s asleep,
As He tiptoes towards their divan.
Gently moving the gossamer curtain that separates the two of them,
He leans in,
Takes hold of her hand softly,
Places it to his lips and sighs.

I see the slight glint of a teardrop in the fire light.

He touches the iron handle of the door.
He is ready to leave.

The slight stir of satin sheets,
The tender gurgle of a baby
Stops him.
He turns,
And looks at him for the last time.
The baby smiles,
He smiles,
They have parted.

He pushes the iron handle of the door
and takes a step outside.

I hear the doleful mourn of the wind,
I hear the distant melancholia brought to life
By an unaccompanied flute.

The moon, so serene yet so dismal –
Feels the pain of this inevitable goodbye.
She shines her brightest,
paving the way for Him,
As He mounts His steed
And embarks on His journey;

To find the missing element of Humanity.

– Ayodhya Bandara Perera