First Love (3)


Memory – a sanctuary
When small actions – a rose given on Valentine’s day
Or a kiss stolen on a back seat of a car
Streams to the mind
And we are taken on a joy ride
To where it mattered the most
When joie-de-vivre hinged
On one four-letter word

And now I look back
Through the telescope of memories
To a strange collage that falls
Like unannounced meteors
Flaring a canonical truth ……

We don’t relive our past
We relive our present in the past


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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