I’ve seen the colours of lonelinessI’ve seen their moldering facesI’ve seen them fill the keening voids Of our broken, scattered places.It’s the grey of the sky just before it descendsIn blinding cascades Of granite and slate While waiting for that one special friend of the heart Who’s gone an infinite distance apart.Gone forever; not comingContinue reading “VERSE | THE SHADES OF LONELINESS”
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VERSE| CREATURES OF THE COFFEE SHOPS
Following from “Creatures of the Park” (link attached below), this piece is inspired by my varied experiences at the 2 or 3 cafes I frequent in Colombo city. As with my regular evening walk, I am also a devout tea and latte aficionado. And as a creature of habit, I do tend to absorb theContinue reading “VERSE| CREATURES OF THE COFFEE SHOPS”
VERSE|CUCUMBERS WITH EMOTION
They say with some frivolity that we humansAre nothing more than cucumbers with emotion.Even in this bizarre drollery There is some existential ironyAs we go from one diet to the next;One new year’s resolution to the next;One promise of commitment to another;One version of truth to another;One moral compass point to the next;One exhausted ideologyContinue reading “VERSE|CUCUMBERS WITH EMOTION”
VERSE| MY NOISE-CANCELLING HEADPHONES
The below verse is somewhat farcical and maybe even a tad fanciful; but sometimes it takes a bit of a tongue-in-cheek nudge to arouse our fitfully slumbering consciences. May we all continue to persevere towards creating a better, nobler world. I look at social media and I see anger and hate and prejudice;I look atContinue reading “VERSE| MY NOISE-CANCELLING HEADPHONES”
PHOTO VOCE|Jetwing Lighthouse, Galle
The beautiful tropical monsoon skyThat changes colours in the blink of an eye.Inspiring awe in its kaleidoscopic wakeIt shifts and shimmers; now translucent, now opaque.From the deepest depths of a cornflower blueTo the delicate flush of a just ripe peach,It drifts and glimmers in rainbow huesAn iridescent paradise just out of reach.Then there’s the neverContinue reading “PHOTO VOCE|Jetwing Lighthouse, Galle”
VERSE| THE WOODEN BENCH
We have all, at some time or another been overwhelmed, overpowered, bested by our grief, anxiety and wretchedness. At those times, some of us have also been lucky enough to have that one place where we have, for a while, found some degree of quietude and peace. This is a tribute to those secret littleContinue reading “VERSE| THE WOODEN BENCH”
