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Sasha Paulona Oct 2021
She  - Have you ever been heartbroken ?  
Me - oh yes! Many... I easily fall in love
She - That's normal... Because you are an artist.  
Me thinking about you.....................
Sasha Paulona Sep 2020
She killed someone who caused darkness.
Sasha Paulona Oct 2020
Once he met a *******
She seemed happy
and little pride on her face.
He asked her
"Why did you choose this? "
She replied with a mocking smile on corner of her face.

"Because I'm good at it............................."
Do what  make you happy can be anything
Sasha Paulona Jul 2023
In the car, in the front seat I'm your baby.
You go fast, you go slow I don't move....
I believe in places you take me
Makes you really high on lately
I can see, I can see your eyes burning through me
I know I'm your once in a lifetime
Staring into stars, in my saggy jeans
you're *******' mess, but I
Thanks for the high life
This is fun, things pass in Light years speed, and yes
Now I'm here with you, and
you like to think that you would stick around me
You know what? I wanted to make you think like that

The glance, the taste, the way we talk
It all comes down to write the poem of us
In a dream, the dream, You are dreaming..
Read me in anywhere 'cause I'm your open book
Grab my waist, don't waste any part
I believe that you see me for who I am
So spill any page to the floor,
Rewrite any paragraph in this chapter
Is it safe, is it safe to just be who you are?
Is it safe, is it safe to just be the way I am?
Sasha Paulona Sep 2020
If your feelings to be wild, language must be wild.

හැඟීම් වල්වැඳිමට නම් භාෂාව වල්වැඳිය යුතුය.
Chinthana Dharmadasa
Sasha Paulona Oct 2021
No one can be fully aware of another human being unless we love them.
By that love, we see potential in our beloved.
Through that love, we allow our beloved to see their potential. Expressing that love, our beloved's potential comes true.
Sasha Paulona Sep 2021

Her lily hand her rosy cheek lies under,
Cozening the pillow of a lawful kiss;
Who, therefore angry, seems to part in sunder,
Swelling on either side to want his bliss;
Between whose hills her head entombed is;
Where like a virtuous monument she lies,
To be admired of lewd unhallowed eyes.

Without the bed her other fair hand was,
On the green coverlet, whose perfect white
Showed like an April daisy on the grass,
With pearly sweat resembling dew of night.
Her eyes, like marigolds, had sheathed their light,
And canopied in darkness sweetly lay
Till they might open to adorn the day.

Her hair like golden threads played with her breath
O modest wantons, wanton modesty!
Showing life’s triumph in the map of death,
And death’s dim look in life’s mortality.
Each in her sleep themselves so beautify
As if between them twain there were no strife,
But that life lived in death, and death in life.

Her ******* like ivory globes circled with blue,
A pair of maiden worlds unconquered,
Save of their lord no bearing yoke they knew,
And him by oath they truly honored.
These worlds in Tarquin new ambition bred,
Who like a foul usurper went about
From this fair throne to heave the owner out.

What could he see but mightily he noted?
What did he note but strongly he desired?
What he beheld, on that he firmly doted,
And in his will his willful eye he tired.
With more than admiration he admired
Her azure veins, her alabaster skin,
Her coral lips, her snow-white dimpled chin.

As the grim lion fawneth o’er his prey
Sharp hunger by the conquest satisfied,
So o’er this sleeping soul doth Tarquin stay,
His rage of lust by gazing qualified;
Slacked, not suppressed; for, standing by her side,
His eye, which late this mutiny restrains,
Unto a greater uproar tempts his veins.

And they, like straggling slaves for pillage fighting,
Obdurate vassals fell exploits effecting.
In ****** death and ravishment delighting,
Nor children’s tears nor mothers’ groans respecting,
Swell in their pride, the onset still expecting.
Anon his beating heart, alarum striking,
Gives the hot charge and bids them do their liking.

His drumming heart cheers up his burning eye,
His eye commends the leading to his hand;
His hand, as proud of such a dignity,
Smoking with pride, marched on to make his stand
On her bare breast, the heart of all her land,
Whose ranks of blue veins, as his hand did scale,
Left their round turrets destitute and pale.

They, mustering to the quiet cabinet
Where their dear governess and lady lies,
Do tell her she is dreadfully beset
And fright her with confusion of their cries.
She, much amazed, breaks open her locked-up eyes,
Who, peeping forth this tumult to behold,
Are by his flaming torch dimmed and controlled.

Imagine her as one in dead of night
From forth dull sleep by dreadful fancy waking,
That thinks she hath beheld some ghastly sprite,
Whose grim aspect sets every joint a-shaking.
What terror ‘tis! but she, in worse taking,
From sleep disturbed, heedfully doth view
The sight which makes supposed terror true.

Wrapped and confounded in a thousand fears,
Like to a new-killed bird she trembling lies.
She dares not look; yet, winking, there appears
Quick-shifting antics ugly in her eyes.
Such shadows are the weak brain’s forgeries,
Who, angry that the eyes fly from their lights,
In darkness daunts them with more dreadful sights.

His hand, that yet remains upon her breast
(Rude ram, to batter such an ivory wall!)
May feel her heart (poor citizen) distressed,
Wounding itself to death, rise up and fall,
Beating her bulk, that his hand shakes withal.
This moves in him more rage and lesser pity,
To make the breach and enter this sweet city.
Sasha Paulona Jun 2021
Love like the colours of rainbow
Love like a pilgrim of life
In the edge of golden horizon,
I saw the eyes of angle
Who owns them?
Are they mine?

Love is song of the river.
Love is a cloud in summer.
The dearie in a despairing courtyard
Where does he belongs to...?
Is he mine?

Pieces of bleeding heart,
Disappeared in a song I sang.
Sink into the twilight zone
like a dog with two tails

Eyes on to skin
Heart in to soul
Love’s for completeness !
Shapes are crawling to perfection
But still unsatisfied shapeless desires...….

God of golden wings
Praises the lust in dark
Around the endless hypnosis...….
No one will Understand but the GOD...........
Sasha Paulona Sep 2020
Chill of the night
Dim light all around
I cried with a smile
and combined to our souls
Every word.......

When I was lying on this bench
When I hold every breath
I believed you love me
Every pause............

When you far away
When the hearts were aching
I believed you love me
every moment.........

The sweet smell of your skin
It's the grievous part of my sin
You make me drunk with iced gin
and leave me with your win
every night...........
when I listen to Jazz music and think about romantic night club song.
Sasha Paulona Oct 2020
I'm here to learn from you. To see the world I can never see
Sasha Paulona Mar 2020
Her favorite sunshine
touch all over her naked body
wind messing her hair curls........
her favorite devil
whispering "come back to me"
her eyes glowing with a hope.....
that glow can tear brightness of sunshine.......
her cellulose heart
it's already broken.........and ruin

Vine & moonlight, skins & lavender
kisses & gold, love & faith
roses & guns
she's in a paradise.......
paradise with color of hell flames
Can't live longer in her synthetic dream......

Shameless hearts, tired souls
with a taste like heaven
they fly
over the flames
but burn all their feelings off from the rush........and ruin

Lying on a devil chest
warm...strong and evil
At the edge of the living line
filling lungs from dying dreams
to escape from great sunshine......
Sasha Paulona Jan 2021
No masters or kings when the ritual begins
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
Only then I am human
Only then I am clean
Oh, oh, Amen, Amen, Amen
Sasha Paulona Sep 2020
If I look
at the moon or the moonless sky
and the summer rain pouring out of the window

If I touched
a warmest hand or a crystal frozen in ice
and wrinkle body withering its life
everything brings me to you,
as if everything that exists,
air, light, darkness
Even a tiny leaf
falling from a tree
waited for you to leave from my heart

If suddenly
I forget you
don't look for me back
because it's something you shouldn't remain me

If you think it childish and mad,
since many years
the wind of moments
passes through my life
and if I forget you
at any moment
that I lost in a meaningless dream
that on that moment
at that day,
my feet that were pressed to the ground
begin a new journey.
But without everything I had so far.

If every day
every hour,
I feel that you are the destined for me
I overwhelmed
with uncertainty and unbearable beauty
if the wind is night
every night
blow to you in vain
seeking for burns in cigarette between your fingers
for me , for my love
in me all that burns are repeat,
in me nothing is forgotten,
my love feeds on you
as long as I live  
it will be my unrevealed
true soul,
without you...
Without forgetting mine.....
Sasha Paulona Mar 2023
It doesn't matter you love her/him...
Do you need a boyfriend/ girlfriend to your life now ?
Sasha Paulona Mar 2020
Doomed feelings
silent hearts
tearful eyes
saying it's all right
you kissed me before I die

Shaggy black jeans,
wild and free
with you so blue,
remember the rooftop we count stars

There's a dream
I fall to pieces when I dreamed it
walking middle of the roses
under the crystal blue sky
sun shine across your honey eyes
you kissed me before I die

Kisses can fly across the worlds
your world is real
but full of lies
don't face, it's hurt
i'm taking you into mine
like I told you
it's a heaven, can believe

Kisses don't lie
just steal hearts
I found a peaceful one
because you kissed me before I die
Sasha Paulona May 2020
Cold wind blow softly touching my cheeks...
Its the darkest night which can be cut into pieces..
fireflies create a missed starry night on earth....
I  walk through the stars.....
I hear voice of the night...

I hear whole world breathing...
some are sleeping crawled up in warm beds.....
but i can't miss this night...
People used to look up in the night....
but with full of fireflies and cold wind...
it always make me to stare at darkness

May, its a full of endings and beginnings
maybe its cold as December or 34*c degrees hot
its  May....people used to make fancy stories
that really happened in past
Revolutions, Religions, Uprisings ....
Everything started and ended in May.
I cannot say for sure what a beauty I feel this moment.
Night after heavy thunder storm
Sasha Paulona Apr 2020
The past doesn't matter to me...
The present ?
I can't wait for the present to be over...
Future..... it's what we all share...
Sasha Paulona Oct 2020
the last few seconds of their culmination
on the back seat of small blue car
His lips played on her naked *****
"Do you feel what I feel?"
she murmured.
He said nothing.
Her hands went along his waist.
at once
he stopped.
"it should be so"
She watched his brown eyes flickering for her.
"Do you love me ?"
The words came out of his ****** mouth.
In a thin smile, she kissed him again.
Her fingertips began to move around his body
For a moment their eyes met
Their sighs  met.
"Why are you crying?"
A drop sweat ran down his nose
and fell on her cheek.
She smiled more than before.
"I'm crying for you"
At the same time,
Their obscure worlds merged together.
New born to her world
Sasha Paulona Jul 2022
Layers of layers dust
It's hard to see what's behind the red
in your eyes............
Be the Open book for society
that can't ******* read...
Let them guess if it's you or someone
they're missing...
Sasha Paulona Sep 2020
Love never dies
Love never falters
Once it has spoken
Love is yours
Love never fades
Love never alters
Hearts may get broken
Love endures
Hearts may get broken
Love endures
Love Never Dies the Musical
Sasha Paulona Sep 2020
It was morning
Not early in the morning
or not close to the afternoon
It was cold.....but cozy
It was raining for a long time
without letting sun shine to the world

Invisible dew drops
escape from the grass and touched the ground
I walked across the garden
from bare feet.
The wet grass did not make me cold.
It felt warm

I saw a cat sleeping under a red plant
A snowy white cat with a black spot between its ears
I wondered,
How could he sleep on wet grass in the morning
with a cold dew?

The two pots were filled with light pink flowers
bloomed as usual
But only one flower was orange
I wondered,
why this flower change its color
for a wet morning like this?
Sasha Paulona Jan 2021
I'm still standing on the high way,
Where you leave me
Freezing inside the warm
that you gave me
As I thought wind blowing
you move your body

You're the call of the motion
My emotion
When you move your body
I'm move in on...

Move like a wind
before the rain
Stole me like season
forbidden to bloom
You're the Eros in desireful world
Move your body
till odd sight screaming out the night
Sasha Paulona Oct 2020
My dear,
Find what you love and let it **** you.
Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness.
Let it **** you and let it devour your remains.
For all things will **** you, both slowly and fastly, but it’s much better to be killed by a lover.
~ Falsely yours
***** Friedman
Sasha Paulona Sep 2021
Nights end
Days start
Time go on by
I fall more and more to moments
I can't bear to see
Stolen glance of craving eyes
Cold this night, feeds the insanity
Ignore the shivering hue of lights
Rain drops almost cover them or less
My mind fly over the cloud.
To find the perfect duo tonight

Let night pass,
let days pass
let them die.
let the moments live as time go on
Unknown  figures arise from haze
I pause the time to see you in me
And yet it
no more than halfway real.
You know what is the most fascinating thing  about life I found today.. its, you can have moments in present just like you had in couple years a ago. Its rare but its really happen. Today is a special day like that. Its rainy and I'm so full of dreamy moments with my imagination.

Last night I wanted to write something. It was same cold and rainy... I wrote about the moment that I never had in my life. Just imaging about everything around me.

And today morning, thanks to the Facebook  genius programmers I found a poem I wrote in 2019 with same lines, same thing.... Isn't it fascinating 😮 I mean I feel soo magical... 🤷.   Life is so beautiful when you have this unexpected but magical moments in your life with your own work ❤
Sasha Paulona May 2020
Normal people Talk
Normal people smile
Normal people get angry
Normal people are happy
Normal people feel sad
Normal people get jealous
Normal people feel lonely
Normal people cry
Normal people get stupid
Normal people fall in love
Normal people care
Normal people wait
Normal people think
Normal people question
Normal people answer
Normal people get fed up
Normal people die.................................
Sasha Paulona Mar 2020
it's Once in a lifetime….
How many stars shine at night ...
How many moons rising in to dark ...

Everything is beautiful only in a once.

And then,
You lose your mind.
your mind....!
The spirit of life.
The truth inside your lies
You'll lose... but you don't even care

As much you love to laugh you will cry
As much you love yourself you will hate
As much you love the light, you will sink to darkness.

then you'll never love again...
because it's a once in a lifetime......

the love...
it came and gone...
it'll come and go
listen to your symphony
The way Beats pounding your heart...
it's true..
love can only touch your heart by breaking it...

There is only left, sighs, the despers,
and stolen glances, sweeter for theft,
and burning feelings though for no pressure.
Sasha Paulona Sep 2020
I love him,
But every day I'm learning,
All my life,
I've only been pretending!
Without me,
His world will go on turning,
The world is full of happiness
that I have never known!

I love him...
I love him...
I love him...
But only on my own...
Les Misérables
Sasha Paulona Nov 2020
Sasha Paulona Jan 2022
The wasted land,
Where the birds Sing,
but the people cry,

The purple city,
Burning in yellow
The cruellest month,
Which is flames mix with cold.
Sickening my mind all of a sudden.

Late winter sky is about to cry
conquer in wind,
Amber-hued, sunny and hot,
The owner of our secretes,
Hiding from our grieving eyes
Sinking in greyish blue cloud.

I found the best moment to write,
Right after melancholy moments.

From his smoothen skin to her so mean eyes,
Born something unknown desire to have,
Every touch of his, soaked in alky ash.
lets fire up that moment with unspoken truth.
Be as you always been,
Be that lover and don't be change

There was fear and the fire
With the suffused enough heart, like unbreakable
With the cried enough eyes, like compassionate
To each other, to the sea, which seems
The illusions lay before us on land of dreams,
So various, so beautiful
Neither joy, nor love,
Nor peace, nor help for pain;
Scattered the violet and blue light
Away from our eye sight
In this lonely city,
Where struggle and tenderness collide,
Swept with complex evening clouds.
Colombo - Sri lanka. Galle face sunset view
Sasha Paulona May 2021
So many songs to love you
So many gossips to hate you
I hear one thing, I felt another
I'm still in that summer
You sang your first song in dinner

I'm waiting here, despite the odds
That's all I can do
To be young and to be loved
By the songs you sang for your fans
Yes! all those thoughts brought us apart

There is nothing left to do
But to kiss once again
There's nothing for you to rue
Unless the beauty, the passion
Now you up to...…

In the next Cold season
When we find our lovers.
So Don't go far away
I'll be waiting for you
At the empty station
Where no one calls your name...….
Sasha Paulona May 2020
A moments of sleepiness summertime
The stillness is raised
The love that flashes under your eyes...

In a dream, in a mad valley
I am not alone......
Every night,
Every morning,
Every afternoon
I sing with goddess of my love....

This is a one of the finest vowels in romantic opera,
Every nod reads the unborn love to you and me

The moon light is flowing,
and the ***** get dampen...
maiden hands emerge in naked cloud ..
frenzied embrace of her delicate body.

In a dream, in a mad valley ...
I am not alone
oh.... my Goddess of love
Forever together
One love
One illusion ...
come on sink into this swing with me....
Unborn love of my life .................
Sasha Paulona Apr 2020
time needs time
to find
meaning of time.....
Sasha Paulona Apr 2020
after very long time
something came down
cold but felt warm
like it should be
releasing something heavy
remind me something
something shouldn't come back again

when world is about to collapse
i should have been filled
drag me in to deep
found me before i turn to dust
but something came down
the wetness can touch my words...........

A drop
it came fast
but slowed down in the end....
like it understand
at end of the world,
that something is left in the corner.
Sasha Paulona Oct 2020
For what it’s worth: it’s never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever you want to be. There’s no time limit, stop whenever you want. You can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. And I hope you see things that startle you. I hope you feel things you never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope you live a life you’re proud of. If you find that you’re not, I hope you have the courage to start all over again.
Eric Roth, The Curious Case of Benjamin Button Screenplay
Sasha Paulona Apr 2020
I still can find you
you still can find me
every day we sit on same bench
talking beneath our hearts
at last we go,
saying good bye!
Sasha Paulona Oct 2020
"The simple truth is that the truth does not exist;
it all depends on a person's point of view"
Laura Esquivel, Like Water for Chocolate
Sasha Paulona Sep 2020
There are thousands of stories
Under her skin


She took slowly one by one
sewing a long veil
For her daughter's wedding day
Just had a curious about what ******* teach to her daughter. There could be a lot of stories out there that no one can tell.
Sasha Paulona Sep 2020
I love grief. To the grief that comes from one to another.

I love tears, separations, heartbreaks, death, loneliness, the freedom they pierce without anyone else.

Miserable freedom. To the divine but heartbreaking tone of the last words that come out of their mouth when they die.

That separation, that sadness nourishes me more than the happiness in this world, more than a smile.
What makes me happy
Sasha Paulona Sep 2020
Our faults covered by
Sasha Paulona Sep 2023
My heart is small. I thought I could tolerate my feelings toward anyone if I wanted to. But No, I can't. I am not that two-faced person. If I want to be myself, first I should learn not to lie to myself. I don't want to lie to my heart saying that I don't love you. I love you. I still don't know what is love or what people should do for love or how to do it fairly without hurting myself. If I love someone I truly love that person. I tell it, I express my feelings and I don't want to lose him either. But If I cannot do that, if I cannot have that warmth in his hugs, if I have to think twice before jumping into his arms... I'm just asking WHY...?
Sasha Paulona May 2021
They said I'm too young to love him,
What would they do if I told,
I live in my free land of twenties
I heard boys whistle to my sassy moves
But they're too young to my wild wild heart.....

When you parked Scount bobber vintage style
Ripped t-shirt with leather field jacket,
I match my short waitress white dress
For your Latte moments at my coffee shop
Shinning like a god, So I go wild wild wild....

My boyfriend loves me more than ever.
He would sing for me all midnight.
We dance until we drunk on a cheap wine  
This love is pure. But god have mercy on me.
Because you're the one who makes me wild wild wild...…. Truly

I run away from this truth.
To flee from my own sin.
Hide in a pastel fairytale.
Which doesn't make me too jazzy
But I will not let you to break my wild wild heart.

Where my wild heart burned,
All ashes should be scattered
The color of the flames, painted the sky red and orange
Bitter but intoxicating smell of desire,
remains in the air
Then you'll never forget my wild wild heart.
I go wild on you baby................

— The End —