She stood in the middle
On top, hanging from the ceiling
She was tungsten all over
A mere coiled filament
That heats and glows in incandescence
Sharing her beauty with the avid readers
– Cramming even speedreading –
And the TV box faithful
For she is the sun to the interiors
Who will rise at dusk and dim at midnight
And carry nocturnal creatures
Under her lingering luminescence
When she will burn the miles
And radiate lux – the glow of her metal
Until she evaporates – in small doses
And surrenders to her only fate
To her self-immolation as a flaring super nova
To rise to her martyrdom
In homework heaven.


Published by

meandererworld (Dilantha Gunawardana)

Dr Dilantha Gunawardana is a molecular biologist, who graduated from the University of Melbourne. He moonlights as a poet. Dilantha wrote his first poem at the ripe age of 32 and now has more than 1700 poems on his blog. His poems have been accepted/published in Forage, Kitaab, Eastlit, American Journal of Poetry and Ravens Perch, among others. He was also awarded the prize for "The emerging writer of the year - 2016" in the Godage National Literary Awards, Sri Lanka for his first collection of poems (Kite Dreams – A Sarasavi Publication), while being shortlisted for the poetry prize. Dilantha is a dual citizen of Sri Lanka and Australia, and shares his experiences from two different cultures. He blogs at - https://meandererworld. wordpress.com/

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