Dilantha Gunawardana


Dilantha Gunawardana Poems

881. Condom 2 (Haiku) 4/13/2013
882. A Kite In Jaffna 3/16/2015
883. Eyes (6 Imperfect Haiku Poems) 3/29/2014
884. Colombo 3/25/2015
885. Woman 3/7/2015
886. Cinderella (Haiku Poems) 4/11/2014
887. Rite To Spring 8/23/2012
888. I Am Sri Lankan (Humor Poem) 3/22/2015
889. Ode To Peace 9/22/2014
890. Spirit 4/14/2015
891. Growing Up 9/23/2015
892. Coffee 9/28/2015
893. The Man That Sits Next To You In Graduate School 3/28/2014
894. Heart 1/24/2014
895. A Cup Of Tea 1/20/2014
896. A Chocolate Kiss 3/17/2013
897. The Alcoholic (Short Poem) 7/11/2013
898. Haikus On Pregnancy (Imperfect Haikus) 3/29/2014
899. A Perfect Horizon (A Short Poem) 5/21/2013
900. Love (7) 4/11/2014
901. A Kiss 10/16/2012
902. The Camel 4/14/2015
903. Haikus On The Moon (Imperfect Haikus) 3/29/2014
904. Woman 3 3/8/2015

Comments about Dilantha Gunawardana

  • Amrita Pattanaik Amrita Pattanaik (2/24/2014 12:43:00 PM)

    What he writes is awe inspiring... It's rare to see thoughts put into words this way rather his way. After Percy Shelley, I look up to him for inspiration.
    Dear Poet,
    Keep writing since there are people who write because you write.

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  • Yussuf Muktar (5/26/2013 8:49:00 AM)

    I admire your poetic writings and critical thinking. I invite you to share and evaluate my poems. Thanks

Best Poem of Dilantha Gunawardana

Woman 3

Show me a woman
That can turn a man with her hips
In the artistry of burlesque and belly
Show me a woman
That can be filled with pancakes
And fill a size 16 dress
Show me a woman
Who can kiss you like spring
And color you like autumn
Show me a woman
That can hold you like a harbor
And scaffold your spirits with her hold
Show me a woman
That can collapse your knees
Even in the absence of a ring
Show me a woman
Who can wrench real tears
And soak a cotton handkerchief
Show me a woman
That can fill you and empty you
Like water to finite...

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Poppy's Hold

The suns raps like burning lava on the skin
As the peau embraces life in its scorching thin
Where the bactrian camels roam in absolute glee
Where fields of poppy smile in their domes of free

Not a mercenary but a proud soldier within
As the terrain desecrates the life from within
As a bomb explodes taking away the carrier's life
Hoards of innocence at mercy in the unfolding strife

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