Thera are walls
That are seemingly too low – letting everyone jump over
To trespass and ransack
Where cameos are plentiful
Yet staying-power is thin

There are walls
That are too high, seemingly impossible to conquer
Where fears are domiciled and doubts have roots
And they linger with no effervescent life
Till a tombstone rises and weeds prosper

And there are some walls
Which are works of mortar between brick
That are broken down – seemingly like the Berlin wall
To free lips, to hyphenate-hearts
And to mate souls

When the wall-proof heart
Knows only the gale in the courtyard
Driving windmills beneath fiber
And sails beneath lips


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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