Sun

Pic by Tai Hsin Shiek There is a trick that sun does. It kisses us every dawn and pinches in its gradual fall. The orange when cut turns red like heart thread chiseling. To know about being 6 twice a day and to see how things end. Its a 24/7 thing...

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Earth

A rudiment of birthing a residue collector it is soil for seed and way for the root Pic source : Internet it is river after overflow a strand for the pounding sea wave it is a silicon made receptor a tear gatherer it is home for the falling leaf residence for catacomb it is map for the ocean floor, the desserts , the Ganges even Rockies cone. A plot for berryman walk and country called memory it is sole -testing for hard gravel...

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Meet over

You asked How do you do? Chuckled , I Anything to eat? Nope , I said. May be Decaf?  Said you 5th Lane , Colombo turned to test love and other must things heart liked in mid day , August. Open words cheering eyes rock skipping laughter and a twirl of smoke - tickled my nostrils. I poured You poured You talked I smiled. I blush.  Said you I then poured over your words, Melted, with so much passion  Slipped through tongue  Down the neck with a gulping sound got stuck in a thread  of...

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A road is a waterfall

For nearly one and half years I wrote for the kids' and youth sections of the Nation newspaper , which I enjoyed thoroughly . This article was meant to be published in that section. But couldn't as I moved to Daily News. Scroll down for other articles in this series . It has been raining nonstop for a couple of days. Very heavily.  When it rains hard all water runs down rapidly. A girl knew it well after having observed the way that...

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Trees again

And in one September night it rained butterflies. Trees fluttered to the cloud burst leaves squeezed to the stone drop bruised by crash , so careless they turned terrifically , in cold to the wind and ripple loosing all anxieties. A single gasp or sigh seldom one hears because all that is passion -prompt and survival need of these earthed things...

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September

Now and then Pic source: Internet your name drops down shredding into pieces spinning in a stupor  out flowing its vital fluid  to the heart of the earth as sun and moon  runs for a specified time. Flying down like showers  in laryngeal consonants your heart fluid covers the earth crust with its after -rain residue  and over flow dust cut, rejuvenating this is the rainiest September in remembered ...

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Ruwan and his mates in Colombo 05

Life is like the wild. The more wild the wild is , the more you will fall and more danger there is.The more you fall you will learn to pick your self up. Its good to be outdoors. Its good to climb a mountain once in a while or chase a waterfall or else to do a bit of river boarding. You will know how things are difficult then. They’d teach you courage.  You will learn to tackle situations. You will learn to stay through all ups and downs in...

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Chances

They are butterflies caught and wrapped in a bundle roll of grass thrashing like fish swinging and fighting for its inch. Bending into peculiar angles they look for an extra mile to dive into hearts , your body, eager high on mountains and river spray But susceptible to kicks now they freeze  and die....

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Aukana

Pic source: www.ceylontouradvisor.com This rock-made statue does not stir nor does it twitch its eyelids. Even when everything sweats in daylight beneath you , is a sheet of water cooling off, I sink like a stone. And men like you make people pour out their hearts 'magnificent' making rocks talk faith and history, wanting to be caressed. i bring you some flowers and incense sticks so talk to me of stone heart, persistence, fingers...

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Water is noble

Water flows. From top to bottom. Through alleys. Rocks. And everything. Eventually, all water that comes through streams and drains merge into one, and a river runs through it. The water doesn’t stop anywhere. Nor does anyone try to hold and keep the flow tight. It runs and runs. We never know where it would go once it meets the sea. Once there was a girl who badly wanted to do river boarding. She thought it would be fun  to get...

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Wheedling

Pic source :berlin artparasites I would think of how you'd seduce me. the feet , the ankle the nose , the laughter the profuse determination , your banter your joint muscle that tenses earth shifting . Universe tickling....

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If

If you love me and only think of me. Catch ' The United Flights' 8.25 am , Maine lift your shirt  through runway kiss me in the terminal building....

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Hit and run and other things we need to stop

The most leading cricketers in SriLanka have left the ground .Everybody doubts whether we would be lucky to have another Sangakkara or Mahela. Some wonder if the sport will just die without people like them. Because they are of a rare genome. True. They displayed the true quality of sport. But that’s that. Like anything else, rest is important.  And there is time to rest. Even for Sportsmen. We need not to worry , anyway. We are going to...

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Absconding

Pic source: www.artparasites.com You turn into thief steal kisses out of my resting eyes between hair strand, lip-red, trembling, and as you softly leave me I would miss your breath that touches my slee...

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Some journeys are tear-made

Tears. They are for both joy and misery. They water the dryness in absence. They encompass forgiveness. Even regret. Or hard work. Pic source :cmev.org We all cry. As much as we laugh under sun shine. Some cries are heard. But not all are heard. Birds sing. But not everyone understands their pitch, their tune or what they sing. Have you ever wondered if they are happy while singing? Or are they sad? Likewise not all tears are read. Nor they...

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Serendipity

And Serendip was no serendipity or occurrence by chance and happy encounter. But of kaleidoscopic fragments falling this way and that  forming patterns, now and then sometimes pretty, sometimes no...

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An ode to re-visiting

Technology has made things easier. We need not remember everything.  Because they have places to store things. They’ve got places to show how things looked like a few months back.  Archives will do that all. You can find articles that were published long ago. Even web sites do have archives now. May be you can re-visit your font style, re-visit the size or structure. Do changes if you want to. Easy.  Pic Source...

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What we lost

Landscapes of daily life water in the forest  the giant palu and weera. The men who did something for the country dutiful ministers  and honest servants. The rules of courtesy -  how to talk soft, when to say sorry, how to touch a master's feet after lessons, this matter of thanksgiving  and the true ways of giving. We have lost  limits of betrayel and monks who do abhinishkramanaya. The sathara brahma viharana concentration on breath, the deeper levels of self , interior feelings the art...

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The first rule to remember these days

Never keep doors open not even anything permeable. Because a devil , or a stealer or a doll-robber  might rush through them thieve your heart thieve your life. *Written upon the death of Sivaloganathan Vithy...

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Trees

As much as they breathe and roots are fit these trees have leased  sun and sunshine. ...

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Leaves

Every leaf  is a leaf node calligraphy. Of story , encounter , a history   or stanzas of faith. And every leaf that falls eventually  curls up in soil and perishes. Forever.      And leaf  calligraphy is for binkunda the one and those  guide interpretations....

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Leftovers that are short and memories that take long

I visited University yesterday. Met several school friends and as they spoke, recalling of a coming up Get Together of the 2011 group, one of them asked whether I’d join that day. I said ‘yes’, promptly. For now I have made plans to go. Reunions and party like gatherings generally put off me a bit as they require long plans about what to wear and how to go. But someone said that I should not miss it. Because it is once in a life time experience...

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