Dilantha Gunawardana


A Love Triangle Under The Monsoons - Poem by Dilantha Gunawardana

Like a beggar child that kisses the rain
And leaps to the mud puddles
My heart awakens to the monsoons
Her vivacious spirit, the moisture that wraps me
And the dampness that saturates me
Thawing what is frozen within
The icicles of loneliness, resting in coldness of my heart
A creature tormented by broken pledges
The tinder burnt by love and cryopreserved in time

As I linger on in analgesic torrents
Erasing all time tunnels that lead me back to you
Your corporeal scripture of love, in the purity of Sanskrit
Preserved to be unveiled by the fingers of mortality
Yet the very soil, my body could not possess
In your pledge to god, the parasite that plundered my soul

As I surrender all that is sacred and committed to the flesh
The revolutions and cycles of my carnal spirit
As I surrender my earthly dreams to the vaults of heaven
To the abode inhabited by a supreme god
As I let go of your loss by the baptism of water
Never ever to love a mortal in the trappings of body

For what I cannot possess
Has no surrogate, like a virgin forest amidst civilization
And what I surrender is not the grail of flesh
Only the entitlement of my heart

And this my love, is but a love triangle
That bridges two universes – mortal and divine
And in my frailty, how can I ever compete with God?


Poet's Notes about The Poem

A lay man in love with a catholic nun

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 29, 2014

Poem Edited: Thursday, April 3, 2014


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