She was an artist in the making
The abstract eye could travel to galactic spaces
Which no astronomer even with a telescope could witness
She was the darling of the endeared
A woman as stubborn as the dream that defined her
– To be an artist in the isle of Serendib.

And the untimely, unhinged her from that dream
It only took a wine-bottle and a man
To tear the tapestry down. She was now staring
Not at water colors, but at water
That could break apart her dream

Yet the darkest secret the breast hid
Was forgotten to the first instant of lip on tip
As flood gates opened with a simple yank
To quench an infant’s thirst
And tender her breast.

And in that life-defining moment, it was as if,
The infant’s lips had opened
The latch of a booby trap…..

And out-exploding was love.


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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