Poems by Sri Lankans about life, nature, love, hate, war and many more……
The Love between two,
Seal with a Band of Gold,
To be secure & strong,
With the blessings of all,
The instant symbol of a marriage,
Is the Ring…
Begining or end hard to find,
Right or wrong within the ring will be pardon,
Even if it’s right out of the Ring will be harden,
It’s a thorn on a finger,
For a pair, who is always in anger,
For those who hold Love in their Hearts,
Till death they do part,
It’s the same Blessed thing,
The Gloden Wedding Ring…
-Tiny W. Sahabandu
My dear friend
Don’t worry we are friends
Good friends
We’ve much understanding
We’re helping each other
We’re sharing our feelings
When we face problems
We advise each other
Others will create trouble for us
They’ll blame us
They may misunderstand us
They’ll cheat us
They’ll bring more trouble for us
As a human being
We’ve many problems in life
We’ve our own families and children
We’ve a clear mind
We’ve good goals
We try to achieve our goals
Try to study hard
Try to work hard
Work and work hard
Try to over come all barriers
Try to reach the target
Try to help others
Somebody seems to be innocent
Don’t believe them
They’re egocentric
They’ll make things difficult for you
Beware my dearest!
My dear friend
Don’t worry
We are friends
Good friends!
-V.Thaiyeeb
Entrance to another world,
Covered with pretty flowers,
Smell the best feeling,
Autumn leaves & Rose petals,
Make the path of Love,
Soft & Fresh…
Birds sing the anthem,
Breeze murmur the tune,
Snowflakes dance to it…
Your shadow is there,
For my every step…
There at the horizon,
The rays of sun & moon,
Warm & charm,
As you wished…
Thank you…
For everything…!!
-Nipunika
The bright sun peers
Through the white clouds
It’s like a gold coin
Gleaming on the snow
Flowers are dancing
Trees are smiling
Birds are singing
When they see the pretty sun
The winds breezes through
Fresh scents everywhere
Birds fly
The sunset flares
The sun, wind, birds, trees and flowers
They always make us happy
They expand
The beauty of nature
-Vishmi Kawshalya
Nine months in cozy womb
Now thrust into a world unknown
On seventh July nineteen seventy seven
A beautiful girl, they exclaim
What a lucky baby, lucky sevens
All the way
Mum’s songs painted a picture of
A midnight blue roof
Sparkling with glittering jets
Silken butterflies in a quest for sweet honey
Resting their svelte feet on velvet petals
Ivory pearls on an ocean bed
Guarded by stately sea horses
What are these treasures
Compared to the warmth of
A mother’s bosom
And the gentle tick of her heartbeat
Music which lulled me to sleep
For nine months
-Keerthi Wijekulasuriya
Sometimes I just wonder why
Why is it that the only person who truly care about me appears to be across the world
Why is it that you don’t get to see what you truly mean to me
Words just don’t seem to express nothing much
Maybe that’s why it’s so hard writing feelings down
I’ve learned it the hard way, but eventually I found a purpose to live
You give me a reason to wake up every morning,
A reason to expect something of my life…
Living apart isn’t easy, it will never be
But you make it worth it
You give me all I need and so much more
There’s nothing I can and there’s nothing I will ask more
Every day I think about what to tell you
Words just never seem to be strong enough
Nothing can describe the feeling of knowing that you always have someone by your side
When nobody is to be seen…
-Kenzi
Brussels
Belgium
My hopeless days
I yearn to lit up
Enthralled
By children’s
Lively faces
Sparkling
With myriad of
Bright colors
Revealing enigmatically
An ancient and sure recipe
An assuring elixir of life…
-Ranjan Amarasinghe
Your love spread to every nook and corner of my heart
Then, our love grew in leaps and bounds
“Where do you keep this much of love?”
I asked you one day,
You just smiled
But that smile said a lot
I’m proud about you, me and our love
My heart is beating,
Only for you…
My smile is always,
Searching for you
So, I’m eagerly waiting for
The greatest and the happiest moment
Can you imagine?
The auspicious time, blessings
Greetings, smile and so on…
How wonderful!
Everything of mine is
Waiting for you…
One day our story will also be written as
“They lived happily ever after!”
Yesterday was history
Which brought today’s victory
Tomorrow is a mystery
Which could lead to a contingency…
Never think of tomorrow’s mystery
Within this short time u have
Take today as yours and
Leave tomorrow to others…
-Tiny W. Sahabandu
Colombo
Sri Lanka