The oldest truth is
We all love ‘love’ – the notion
The feeling and the jargon
The gifts and the tokens
After all everything cheesy
Is impaled by cupid’s arrow
Like the cup that reads “true love”
Or the card shaped to a heart

Yet some people
Rarely curdle, jaundice and flavor
To the cheesy side of love
No Romeo and Juliet
Nor marble domes and Mughal gardens
Lives free of accidents
Those strange collisions fate masters

Yet when yin crashes against yang
Everything seems to balance
Except tipped scales
When folly outweighs logic
As the heart does handstands
Tumbles and makes sounds
You never knew existed before

And this circus has three acts
Heart, the clown; soul, the trapeze artist
And body the acrobat
And love can be found
Maneuvering from the center
As the ring master.


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.

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