The night jars
Last mating hoot
Turned the levers of
The monstrous underbelleys
Of the flying dragons
To unleash diabolic fire
Enough to suffocate & destroy ,
Just as the
Last twinkling stars
Faded into the oblivion . . .
At that very moment
Behold the rising sun
Spreading joy & warmth
In the eastern sky
To the music of the brooks
And the beauty of mustard flowers . . .
Dec 16, 2015
Dec 16, 2015 at 2:09 AM UTC
The fine lines
Etching my
Once admired smile
Are a tribute to
Sorrow and pain
I have borne .
The feigned exuberance
Of the smile
Is just for you ,
M y beloved !
From the collection of Ms Kusum Rajapakse, Colombo
Sep 14, 2015
Sep 14, 2015 at 9:06 AM UTC
I f you cannot afford to forget
Better do not forget------
But forget you will one day .
If you do not want to forget
Better do not forget-------
But a part of the whole is
forgotten one day .
While the forgetting heart
Gets charred repeatedly
In the burning flame
Of forgetfulness .
What you do ?
The question remains.........
From the collection of Mr Gazi Sadeq, Dhaka
Sep 14, 2015
Sep 14, 2015 at 7:31 AM UTC
Wish to have a taste
Of my love ?
Touch a burning flame .
Get to match the size
Of my love ?
Only the deepest oceans can
Claim .
Like to see the color
Of my love ?
Look at the sunset .
Wish to assess the depth
Of my love ?
Go deep into your heart--
Can you forget ?
From the collection of Mr Gazi Sadeq , Dhaka
Sep 9, 2015
Sep 9, 2015 at 5:58 AM UTC
Flicker of candlelight ,
A gently gliding boat ,
The world bathed in tranquility ,
The air filled with prayer ,
The riverbank
Teeming with humanity-
An artists palette
Of myraid hues .
A fireball appears
Suddenly from nowhere
Breaking the dawn ,
Painting the world
Orange , yellow and pink .
The heavens complete !
How lucky are we-
You and i
To share this heaven
For a while !
From the collection of Ms Kusum Rajapakse , Colombo
Sep 9, 2015
Sep 9, 2015 at 5:21 AM UTC
How flippant
Can i be
Hugging myself
To keep my heart
From flying
Word to word
Fighting to the end ,
Killing this yearning
Bursting through
The vitals
Of my being .
From the collection of Ms Kusum Rajapakse , Colombo
Aug 25, 2015
Aug 25, 2015 at 7:23 AM UTC
Kissing the feet
Of umpteen lovers
Listening to whispers
Of everlasting love.
It is the magic
Of the purple plains
Which made them
Insane
And bare their souls .
Do not be jealous
Of such closeness.
It is only
A mirage
Woven by man .
You are lucky ,
My Binara blossom
Swaying alone
In a world of beauty ,
Until your breath
Leaves you in a song ,
From the collection of Ms Kusum Rajapakse ,Colombo
Aug 11, 2015
Aug 11, 2015 at 7:21 AM UTC
Across oceans wide ,
Through vineyards
And orchards
To the call of the flamenco
You will go
With your heart aflame
Looking for the perfect one
To love , to adore .
Beware of the blindness
which strikes you often
To ignore your hearts call
And the quest begins
Again !
From the collection of Ms Kusum Rajapakse Colombo.
Aug 10, 2015
Aug 10, 2015 at 4:59 AM UTC
My mind says
To release you
Of my tentacles ,
But my heart says
To draw you
Even closer
And suffocate
T o death !
From the collection of Ms Kusum Rajapakse ,Colombo
Aug 6, 2015
Aug 6, 2015 at 7:32 AM UTC
Why cry
This is what
The world
Has become .
Accept
We are worse
Than animals
Who **** for hunger
Or for love .
The killer
Showed his
Baseless ego
Never thinking
How he would feel
If baited and killed .
A majestic creature
More powerful
Than man
Without a weapon
Laid to rest
Brutally .
Assasins ****
For money ,
Religion or politics .
Why **** Cecil
Free of all this .
Mankind
Bow your heads
In shame .
We have reached
The ultimate
Depths
Of degeneration .
Collection of Ms Kusum Rajapakse , Colombo
Jul 31, 2015
Jul 31, 2015 at 9:45 AM UTC