By profession I am an agriculturist. Graduated in Agriculture and postgraduate qualified in crop protection. Served in the Department of Agriculture in Sri Lanka and now a retired person. Poetry had been my most preffered and continued hobby since my school days. Writing poems in English started only few years back about ten of them were published in a leading Sunday Paper in Sri Lanka. Enjoy reading, nature loving, handicrafts and writing.
What worth it is of
a diamond hill in Jupiter?
Who cares a jumbo golden pearl
fossilized in Satan’s dark abyss?
From the day ‘I' viewed the first ray
All fell on line, to have paved my way
Being conscious of, the role ought to play
Treaded the path, idling, not a single day
Clad in long white pants
Folded ‘n Tucked up at ankle
Seated on mate's cycle bar
Arrived he, at our village school
A second opinion on anything to do with life, if not an alternative, may be a reshaping to one's own.
One who is not honest to one's own conscience, shall never be honest to anyone outside.
An explosion, be it of any kind is the expression of an uncontrolled pressure from within.
Value of anything is not real unless and until that thing is possessed and lost possession of.
Failure in any attempt is only an expression of inadequacy.