The Cherry Blossom Tree

Every year in Spring, when the Cherry Blossom Trees are in flower We will remember you and think of what might have been Fleeting though your presence, you were a part of us all And your loss is hard to bear now as it was then Koala bears, Kangaroos and little Beefeater Bears Locked away…

Shattering the Illusion

All this time, I talked to you as if you were a part of me. Yet if there was no me, how can there be a you? If every word and thought was a manifestation of my own mind Do you as I know you, really exist? Were there really agony and ecstasy? Or were they…

Tired

Recycled love Uttered through jaded lips Promises of ever after Driven by fear of Growing old alone With no one by his side To wipe away the dribble of spittle Of dying alone Body lying undiscovered for years Would she be the one? Or is she simply after the money Again? Will she look beyond…

The Winter Has Ended…..

The winter solstice has been and gone Heralding great change… Bringing spring in the midst of winter… The trees are in blossom, the birds are singing in the sun While I’m not quite the Giant in Wilde’s tale My garden has been perpetually in winter’s grip Long forgotten and overlooked. No young boy in my…

The Universe Replies

Last week I challenged the Universe to quit dishing out bad things to me as I was sick and tired of it. Instead I decided I was going to find things to be grateful for and live in the here and now. As brave as I was to make such a public declaration, part of…

I am a big fan of Rudyard Kipling’s If and loved reading this..Thanks OrpheusWord…

Who’s Been Reading My Blog…..?

The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys have prepared an annual report for my blog. In 2012, I had a total of 2,600 views of my blog from 52 countries in the 7 months I had been writing. Most were from USA, but New Zealand and Sri Lanka were not far behind. I am truly humbled by…

The Naive Radical

Torture Camp – A translation (Written by Ajith C. Herath from a Political Detention Camp) Awaiting the next moment With hopeless dejection I did not wish To be the first or the last There was no escape From that fearsome blow However low the head was bent All conscious thought disappeared The very first hour…

Taking Risks in Your Boots

If you can make one heap of all your winnings And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings And never breathe a word about your loss; Excerpt from If  by Rudyard Kipling These four lines of Poetry speak to me of the greatness of man.  He who…

Short Eats Anyone…..?

This is what we were meant to be able to buy during intermission at the Nanda Malini/Rohana Weerasinghe Concert last night, but by the time we got to the foyer, all the food was sold out. However in true Sri Lankan spirit, the family that took me there had bought an extra pack for me…

The Rambutan Basket……

The Rambutan (Nephelium lappaceum) is a popular fruit in Sri Lanka available only at a certain time of the year. The most sought after varieties are incredibly sweet and the fruit will come off the seed very easily. That is not to say the less sweet and more sour fruit doesn’t taste as just as…