Wednesday, 22 May 2019

His Majesty!


The King of the jungle rests in the grassland,
Wearing coronet of royalty and dignity;
Ruling over every animal of the land,
He establishes his supremacy over the vicinity;
How great is his empire over the savanna and its rand,
That each and every being in his domain glorifies his Majesty!

Thursday, 16 May 2019

Hailstorm


The sky turned dark suddenly,
And the mushroom shaped clouds
That were dark and gloomy
Covered the sky all around,
Followed by lightning and thunder vehemently,
Scaring everyone with it's brilliance and sound;
As we sneaked through the window panickingly,
We saw hailstones falling down aloud,
The supercooled water crystals descending rapidly
From the misty nimbus clouds. 

Tuesday, 14 May 2019

Dainty Doe


Why is a dame always compared to a doe,
When illustrating her beauty?
Is it because of the way it walks narrow,
Or the inherently kohled eyes that sparkle gracefully,
Or its call pleasant to hear as a musical bow,
Or the length of its neck admirably pretty,
Or its elegant slenderness from head to toe,
Or the nature's irresistibly alluring artistry?

Saturday, 11 May 2019

Dandelion


I fly from afar
Leaving my family,
In the Summer
To various topography;
I land and prosper
At once colorfully,
As a plant from aster
Being used medicinally;
Soon I lack moisture,
Carrying my progeny
Everywhere over
My head as heraldry;
Sooner or later
With the wind I flee,
Pale in color
Soft as cotton candy,
To bloom somewhere
In the next Spring early.

Friday, 3 May 2019

Thorns have Roses


Not each day in life's a harmony,
That we joyously sing melody;
Not each day in life's a melancholy,
That we bewail and bemourn the tragedy.

Without knowing what is distress,
How will you know pride and exultation?
Without knowing what is malice,
How will you know the worth of affection?

Enjoy each and every day as it elapses,
Be it a day of success or grievance;
Be optimistic praising thorns have roses,
Never whinge that roses have thorns.


Thursday, 2 May 2019

Inspiring Love


At the end of the tiresome day
As I reached home from work,
She was sitting at the bay
Awaiting my arrival to lurk.

We planned to go out tonight
As it was a long time,
Since we went on a date;
But I stood her up again without aim.

Yet, she understood my busy schedule
And unfortunate circumstances in life;
She stood beside me being my mettle,
I am always grateful to have her as my wife.

Friday, 26 April 2019

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

Thursday, 25 April 2019

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.

Wednesday, 24 April 2019

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.

Friday, 19 April 2019

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. 

Tuesday, 16 April 2019

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. 



Monday, 8 April 2019

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.

Tuesday, 2 April 2019

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.