Poems by Sri Lankans about life, nature, love, hate, war and many more……
Faces many he has at his disposal,
And displays his choicest at any given time,
As deftly as any of his ilk
Pearly white teeth uttering sweet nothings,
Ears pricked at invective hurled at him,
Bloodshot eyes screaming murder and mayhem,
Pinky nostrils wide, sniffing blood yet to be shed,
Ruddy lips full, making the face serene,
High and mighty he epitomizes his five-headed
counter part…
-V. Thillainathan
Trincomalee
Sri Lanka
Who is a ruler – a real, true ruler?
Someone who does not lie and cheat
Someone who tells the truth and actually cares,
A person who does not practice deceit
Why do we have rulers that do not believe,
That goodness and humbleness are valued and true
Why do we have rulers that try to reach the sun?
True leaders are but a chosen few
Who among you today deserve a place on the throne,
Who among you really gives and shares speedily
Maybe those who deserve the glory and riches,
Are the ones who do not seek it so greedily…
-Zumrina Zabith