To Mahakanadarawa with love (ii)

You bring me
The elegance
Your exquisite
Calm me down

You nurture the
Fields of mine
You make my
People full of bliss

You stand for
My security at night
Alongside the moon

You take care of
Elephants roaming
Overnight

You give my stupa
A majestic look at night
Really, a majestic look
You hide no water
Though there's drought
In dry September

You, the Guardian
Of mine, stand for me
Forever
The trust I kept on you
Is absolute

Don't talk any longer, my love
just look at me & listen
you’ll realize
how I feel
Look into my eyes
and you'll see your name
my soul's broken mirror
I love you more than you ever believe
like you are my life
other half of mine
my angel
Look around you
has anyone loved you more than I do?
No, never cry, my love
'cause you'll make me bleed.
Always be happy
'cause your smile gives me life
I breathe when you breathe
But forgive me
for what I say
I know you feel nothing
Nothing at all
For you, I'm just a silly game
that you played with once
and now you hate and
even to look at
I'm sorry for my feelings
I know they drown you
they don't set you free
Come and tell me you hate me
that there's no other chance
no fake hope
Don't show me, but tell me
And then I will leave
I swear I will leave you
my endless pain
It's not your fault
I can't blame you
it's me who loves you
Tell me the truth
and you'll never see your name in my eyes again & again,
'cause I'll keep our past and my love
in the bottom of my heart
and I'll be gone & gone
forever

-Saumya Aloysius

- While traveling to the University of Kelaniya for my masters

I love to
Sit on a Bench
To have a cup of coffee
With my Chumps
In the evening
While looking at
The sun setting down

I want to run
Along The Damascus
Alongside my Sweetheart
I love to Tie a ribbon at
The shrine Of John
The Baptist

I wanna be
At Azm, The palace
To see the beauty of the River,
Orontes I wanna take
A Selfie or two
I wanna swim to
Break the monotony

I love to
Get lost amongst
The ‘Pinus brutia’
I wanna play with them
I wanna hang around
Them both day & night

I wanna Serin, the Finch
to chirp Harmoniously
I wanna see him
Flying up in the sky

I love to fly a kite with
My friends next door
I wanna see it flying
Up in the sky
If the wind takes it away
We love to run behind
The kite

I love to ride my bicycle
Through the Streets of Aleppo
I wanna be there & meet
Up my mates for
A chat

… … … … … … … … … … … ..

Saumya Aloysius

The poem has been written from the perspective of a Syrian Youth.

My love for you is
like the violent sea
So powerful & deep
it will forever be

Through gale, wind &
heavy rain
It will hold our
every pain

Our hearts are
so pure & sweet
I love you more
with every heartbeat

- Saumya Aloysius

The tutor came
I didn’t care
Started his lecture
LESSON PLANS
But went on
Admiring Donne
The Greatest Philosopher
Went against Death
I asked,
‘Donne, is that the topic?’
With confusion
He got up and said
‘No but we ought to admire Donne’
‘Why?’, a girl asked
He removed spectacles
And looked at us
For a while
“Oh my god
I have a lecture
I’ve to go now”
He left us
Another came
APPROACHES OF TEACHING
The topic
Started doing
‘Boys can you hear me?’, asked us
‘Very well’
We all said
‘Audio-lingual Method
Was introduced
During …’
The mobile rang
‘Yes sir, I’ll come’
He answered
He also went off
Then began the noise
Of ours
One hour passed
An old man
Came with keys
To lock up
The auditorium
‘What about the lectures?’,
One asked
‘Postponed’, he said
With ignorance
No alternatives at all
But going back homes
Rushed to
Catch the train
But it had left already
Had to spent
Pocket money
To go home
WORKSHOP,
The most hated word
Of ours still

- The Sunday Observer

she walks in beauty
at night breaking
the aloofness

men hunger of lust
demand her
splendor and
beauty for
pence or two

having no Choices
to throw away
dearth
she obeys theirs
even if her tomorrow
would be darker

i could hear
the prayers over there
next to
my door

the man seated
on a bench
left the place
sooner

he was quick, fast &
swift
he was good looking
& smarter

he was confused
like
he was guilty
like

he rushed in
with
the backpack
heavy

exploded
roof fell down
the clock
struck 9