Udaya R. Tennakoon


Udaya R. Tennakoon
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As a Diaspora Poet, he lives in Zürich, Switzerland, but his home country is Sri Lanka, where he was born in 1970. Being a political refugee, he sees the world in many perspectives and engages with writing, theater, and research. Tennakoon graduated from University of Colombo and University of Kelaniya, Sri Lanka. At the University of Basel, Switzerland, and also at the University of Innsbruck, Austria, He has studied ‘History’ in his bachelor, ‘Drama and Theater’ and ‘Peace and Conflict Transformation’ for my master Studies. As a writer, he has published several books in Sinhala and has done some theater works. He contributes articles to many websites and also as a social activist, he has ... more »

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  • ''Without minority called it is motherland
    Without symbolic father called it is fatherland
    Way of rhythm seems to be a grave land
    War of victory celebrates in barren land''
    minority
  • ''In a house they live
    Two wars done in their worlds
    Calmness, deepness sit in hearts
    Where the peace lives''
    peace
  • ''War Crime:
    A punishment to the past
    In that criminals were enthroned
    A prediction to the future
    In that humanity to be
    Civilized and dignified''
    War Crime
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  • Usha Punathil (9/23/2012 3:37:00 PM)

    good poems! ! !
    CONTEMPORARY AND SENSIBLE
    congrtas

  • Usha Punathil (9/23/2012 3:36:00 PM)

    good poems..contemporary and sensible..congrtas

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Best Poem of Udaya R. Tennakoon

Evening Walk

Aimless mind slap bang
Coated out to spring
Dressed up, bear body hiding
Set out the old road along

The bus or the tram
Unless may be the train
To right or the left no plan
Time and space came

The side where I belonged to
The tram was on way from left to
Undecided space came think to
Opened the door just get into

Passengers were on seats
Passersby were in streets
Seemed to be direct targets
Looking at their end points

Planned and minded among
Blank and aimless I am
Getting down one by one
One and only in I ...

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