35 and Counting

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The rejection battered heart
Softens, pales, listens to the undercurrents
Undertones that used to be stone deaf
And soon you have ghosts chasing you
Of the one that was – and still is
Or the one that spilled over
From friendship

And soon you become your own ghost
Harboring on what a hardened heart only knows
The limp in your step,
The curvature of your spine,
The pessimism in your voice,
And the cynicism in your body language
All closes in on your aging self

And that enclosure becomes all too familiar
Too real, that you feel time capsizing
You over and over in the same island
And that notorious sequence
Drives you like a piece of driftwood
To a place where you least expected to be
When you like absentees on your own merit
Softened by disenchantment
Rusting away to the nonchalant passage
Of time, when your only solace is the man on the mirror
The two faces of Jekyll and Hyde
Staring through naked glass

On occasion, an isle of a shattering loneliness
At times, paradise of solitude

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Author: meandererworld (Dilantha Gunawardana)

Dr Dilantha Gunawardana is a molecular biologist who graduated from the University of Melbourne. He moonlights as a poet. His poems have been accepted/published in Kitaab, Eastlit and Ravens Perch. He mixes science with poetry for a living, when what matters is the expression of both words and DNA into something serendipitous. Although an Australian citizen, Dilantha is domiciled in Sri Lanka, his country of birth.

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