I was only ten When we went to Katharagama The four wheels were rolling ceaselessly In a never-ending journey Along the parched, brown earth Exhausted – just like us On the way to Katharagama When boredom strikes so hard As the sweltering sun roasted us I stretched my hand to turn on the FM radio [...]
Ensconced beside the lamp post He sits in solitude, so quiet An inextricable bond With his sole companion Rested tenderly under his chin Unruffled by the strident pavement He gropes for the bow with trembling fingers The strings tugging deep into his heart’s core An euphonious melody unfelt by the passing crowd His shrunken eyes [...]
If the Kandyan rain painted love and illusion The rain in Pettah, painted life A life of – colours, shades and water… The cacophonous bustle gently subsiding As the rain patters hard against the metal panels The salty tang of dried fish and crushed onions Gushing along the drains with discarded newspapers Umbrellas unfolding and [...]
There was a time, I used to stand in majesty, In the midst of a cosy parlour, Newly alive and varnished, A burnt umber glowing in grandeur, Ornate Swiss trinkets placed on top, Shimmering in the evening light, That creeps evenly through the silky drapes. When yuletide wraps around The parlour teems with opulent visitors, [...]
"Sawyer, is that you?" He asked a girl looking over the waters of Salmon Bridge. Peering over her shoulder, she nonchalantly replied to the boy whom she hadn't seen in five years, "You're a long way from home Landon." He watched her though. Watched as the wind played with her dark hair softly. Watched as [...]