Melancholic Bomb Blast

Yesterday we were all happy
Singing and dancing gaily,
Thinking of celebrating Easter
In a different country this year.

It was a long tiresome journey
All the way from our country,
We had spent several dollars
To enjoy our days here.

Unfortunately, it is not a day
Of feasting merrily in gay;
I have lost my family, my love,
And sitting in their funeral now.

#SriLankaBombBlast

Romeo and Juliet

At the end of everyday he dies
To keep me alive,
So that through the skies
I would shine and thrive.

We never meet,
We never touch,
This is our fate - until
The earth would perish.

He is a fire ball of ardor,
I'm a voracious cold satellite;
We will never kiss each other,
This is how we're predestined.

- The sun and the moon.

Delighting Dew

The trees wave speedily,
As the cool breeze blows along;
The lightning strikes magnificently,
As the gloomy clouds bong;
The peacocks dance happily
And the frogs sing a song;
The birds flee rapidly
And dwell over tree prong;
The floweret sleep gladly
For tomorrow they will flourish in throng,
As the dew drizzles gracefully,
Rebounding to where it belong.

The Defenders

We live peacefully today
For they protect us every day,
And keep us away
From the peril that come our way.

They toil when it's sunny or snowy,
They strive when it's windy or rainy,
Residing miles away from their family,
So that we can survive serenely.

Thanks and honor to them,
For some rest in cem,
While they rescue us from
The hazards approaching our realm. 

Cowardly Don Juan

Oh man, hiding behind

An actor's Polaroid!

Are you trying to find

A way to seduce this maid?

At first you bid 'hey!'

Then talk to her slowly

Praising her beauty,

Feigning your originality.

Then you talk to her in particular

About her interests in intimacy, 

Seducing her to send her pictures

Then blackmailing her to earn currency. 

Hiding yourself behind social media 

Proves your cowardice;

Don't use girls as your media

To make riches. 

Summer

The hot sun rays fall intensely
Soothing at the dawn,
Magnificent subsequently,
Adorning my lawn
With its warmth emanating fervently;
The bees buzz and drone,
The birds chirp merrily,
Sunflowers, roses and lilies
Blossom and burgeon;
The butterflies hover gaily,
Sucking nectar from blooming susans;
The dandelions float around nonchalantly,
Beautifying my lovely garden;
The sun gleams tremendously
On this summer noon.

My diary - My emotions

A myriad memories fill my thoughts,
As I open my diary that slept aside
In my book shelf more than a twelvemonth -
'A reverie of agony and pride.'

I see the girl who I used to be -
A talkative and lively girl
With a life of joy and felicity,
Living in an insouciant angle.

Her life turned upside down
From delight to anguish,
When she met a man
Who left her in a lurch.

But she used the pain as a thrust,
And rose again vibrantly,
As a woman with potent -
'A lesson of emotions she learned in her misery.'

As I close my diary,
I feel tears flow from my eyes,
Recalling the emotions of ecstasy and worry
That had been dormant for years.