tharindra galahena Poems

On the day, which the God created Adam,
Adam screamed in agony.

“Why am I here?
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Struggles to bloom,
Through a crack in the cement road.
Hammered down,
By angry feet,
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A world with a child's laugh,
mixed with his mother's and father's

A world with young love,
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Shocked cries of the crows,
Wheat stalks turn their heads down,
Weeping wind rushes to the field,
A man no one really knew
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I saw a spark
From a corner of the dark corridor,
Where I was,
When you came to say goodbye for the day.
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Sad day moves to a sad night like the painful crawl of a wounded animal.

Memories of your smile is a bright light keep me alive like a beacon
of a light house guiding a lonely ship which lost its way in a storm in a night.
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When I was having a tea in an evening in a small restaurant near a busy road,
a man came and set in front of me with some food that he had just bought.

I looked at his face without any particular interest just to see if I knew him or seen him before.
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Why are we afraid of death when life is nothing but recurring loop of death?

What is life other than dying all over again.
Like ocean waves keep hitting the shore.
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