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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