Entered By The Cemetery On Winter Evening Poem by Udaya R. Tennakoon

One cold winter evening before the darkness came
Along the road I was walking without an aim
I saw and knew the cemetery which is aside placed
In a twinkle, turned back to the gate and over it I looked

A solitary calm feeling shaded into the heart and
Opening the gate entered to the strange place
A conscious awaken visionary sense flew in the mind
Through the rows of grave owners walked seeing epitaphs

Recently come and older ground was well maintained
Planted flowers stood close by to guard the aloneness
In the corner, a memory candle was lighting up
The silent eyes of gazing mind ran for the darkness

In a place, death of honor and respect offered
Sky makes a shelter to be rested in peace
In a contrary, thoughts flew back through the same sky
To where, the war of God has been occupying

Smashed lands have become terrible cemeteries
Sky trembles releasing bombs to the memory of centuries
Human animals fall under the grave of miseries
Who would write this epitaph of your histories?

One side respect and the other is despise
Candle light showed up the dignity
The Sun over the sky rang with split soul hypocrisy
The clothe of darkness is to cover the cemetery

Went to the past and mind wandered
Something found less than nothing
Returned to here and now is the time
Though a few moment live in a realm