Carpe diem! The eternal words
Of a Dead Poets Society.

Present, is the moment
When the aura of tomorrow
Seduces an action, and the past
Is left lurking, in the conclusion
Of the absence of renewal
Of lapsed time. And the present
Is best designed, when you least anticipate it
And the future creeps unnoticed
And makes a little incursion, a prelude of sorts.
– The foretaste of a kiss, the foreplay to love
Foreigners that become familiar,
The forensic that blooms avalanches,
And landslides that drown
An inch of melancholy.

When what time encloses in a moment
Is freed from time’s embrace
Famished history is fed with the future,
Through the always insatiable lips
Of a black hole.


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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