tharindra galahena Poems
|8.||Man Who Was Staring At A Wall||6/19/2015|
|9.||The Unexamined Life||6/23/2015|
|12.||Writing To You||6/27/2015|
|14.||Where Is My Love?||7/1/2015|
|15.||When You Are Near Me||7/4/2015|
|16.||Moon Can Never Hide||7/4/2015|
|20.||Hotel Near The Sea||7/24/2015|
Comments about tharindra galahena
You are like the night, but don't be unhappy about me comparing you to the night. The darkness is always more kind than the light which wakes you up with shiny needles. The night covers the tired beings with the cover of slumber. The night let tortured poor souls to put away their heavy smiling masks and silently weep in their beds to let out all the tears in their heavy hearts, until they have to wear the masks on again to face the morning's light. So, do you see my love, you are kind like the night that bring comfort and relief to all the living souls.
Look at the sky of the night ...
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.
Yet I feel like I cannot reach that light.
But does the poor men in the ship have a choice but to sail?
But to hope?