A Requiem For Mom

The cradle that gently rocked to and fro Your tender lap mom, my sanctuary and floor My source of direction, the wind beneath my sail A drifter meandering on fate's roads of rail Your soul that ushered on me your love's true glow Your breasts that seeped love in tides overflow An angel with no …

Estuary – Girl you are a woman now !

Pure-bred heart Was darkened by the umbra of temptation To yield to a moist fantasy Time-ensued, sin-imbued, and out-lasting bliss Where girl and woman met at an estuary As freshwater was salted by the inflow of brine While the ripple of a river pledged her body To the tide of the ocean Where sin flows and …

Questions On Palestine

Would the Palestine cause Vanish like a tear? or blossom like a smile? Would Gaza city see her renaissance Like a verse in a dead-poets society? Would the drawbridge of peace Open her passage For the home-wards and home-bound To find a plot of land to call their own? Would simple reason be treason Beneath …

Clinical Depression

A beautiful dream was awoken To an ugly edition of daybreak When rapid eyes are tranquilized  As an unlikely story line fades  In the restored darkness of melancholia As a soul searches for the amazing grace Of a forgiving moon  To forego the shadow of yesteryear For the soul to moon-dance In the tidal eloquence …

Drunk In Thought

I gulped the last mouthful Of what was left in a glass of arrack What left a sharp aftertaste but diluted The very essence of the residue of clarity Armed by hazy mists of myopic sight As I slowly walked down to the ocean front Gazing at the sands – bountiful in homogeneity Yet sorrowfully …

A Coward

Soft cargo for peer pressure Is the man who lives Not on the oil of his inimitable soul But on the reflection of light from any source A man who photosynthesizes To manufacture his identity of convenience To breathe in life, to belong To live in the constant shadow Of the glow of the contemporary …

A Kite In Jaffna

Floating to the wind Hearing whispers of prayers - of the living And the silence of solitude - of the dead A kite holds her poise on an azure skyline Where no mausoleums were ever laid in brick On scarred veneers of limestone earth Where voices were silenced by fear And hope butchered by apathy Where …

Jungle (A Story Of War)

We slept............ Where serpents slither and gunmen totter My lower limbs apart in a makeshift cot Pacifying two children - as they sleep  Fear like oxygen preserving the vigil for life Amidst death floating like a sodden mist I dream of our home in Jaffna In the crossfire of liberties Of freedom fighters and peace …

Candle Light

A candle That lit a lone study desk As sequences of words Softly crept through a pupil And lit a lonely thread of a nascent dream A dream to escape one’s birth rite To be that man who lights up a bulb On a two-roomed castle sculpted of bricks  ............. A candle That was lit …