Udaya R. Tennakoon Poems

The glass of warm milk
On the table set as usual
The door is yet closed
A blossomed white rose withered
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Scarf twines
The cloudy head
Hides things and
Brings beauty
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In the world of lunatic asylum
we search for
Gold of wisdom
by exploring the universe
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If I am not wrong
He who is one of
After the collapse of
Soviet Union
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At the grade three
A new teacher came
Around her table
A queue we were all in
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I
Cut
Pasted and
Saved.
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අනුබව කළ
පලම්
බහා ලූ
අයිස් පෙට්යියෙහි
...

A wing broken bird
When tries to fly up
The pain of its heart
Have you ever felt
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You know that it is true
But you disagree
I and your conscience
Sit together
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