Wednesday 31 July 2013

Forever More

When did we stop holding hands like before
Why don't you look in my eyes anymore
Where did our carefree laughter go
Who have we become, and why ever so

You and I run this race each day
To feed the kids there's bills to pay
A struggle with chores and battling 'today'
But why did we lose each other halfway

Wrinkles and pains our hair's turned grey
You stoop a little do I wither away
There's so much silence with little to say
Responsibility's storm blew our sunshine away

Soon comes a day for our kids to leave
In a house full of memories, we'll silently weep
An empty nest and each other to please
With time in our hands and time to ease

Then will you hold my hand like before
Bring me flowers, sing love songs once more
Fill this hollow with true love's glow
Look in my eyes and say 'forever more'


© Kamalika Jayathilaka


By Vickie Wade (www. etsy.com) 

Friday 19 July 2013

Tunes on the Streets

Bobby Day and his mongrel Minnie
Sat on the sidewalk to earn a penny
A good ol' song, a tin can for money
For worldly possessions he had not many

Ellie played guitar at the next street corner
No one stopped they all rushed past her
Fingers on string they strummed even faster
For a cup of tea to make herself warmer

The ladies and gents of wealth and gentry
Whisking past in a race to plenty
High street glamour and all its pleasantry
To this side of life they had no entry

Dry bread for lunch more scraps for supper
At McDonald's they watched the young ones cluster
The fat, the starch the sugar then the doctor
Diabetes for them and for others just hunger

A hundred wars, disasters world over
Recession they say is the latest tormentor
Two pounds for a child and three for a tiger
But the tunes on the streets go on for longer


© Kamalika Jayathilaka


Art by Geoffrey Palmer (www.innsbruckacademy.org)



Wednesday 17 July 2013

Nature's Solace

I soared through the heavens and savoured the sights
Through silvery moonlight that coloured the night
I danced with the stars and sang with delight
Of the endless beauty and miracles of life

I sat against the bark of a lonely willow
Gazed at the sheep that grazed the meadow
Dipping my feet in the waters a shallow
I closed my eyes with hope for tomorrow

I waltzed with the breeze that brushed through the woods
On top of the mountains gaily I stood
I swam in the river spoke deep with the clouds
Mother Nature’s children that make her proud

Found peace in the rivers, mountains, night sky
Solace in the breeze that swept me up high
With pictures forever in my mind’s eye
Any day and happily could I surely die


© Kamalika Jayathilaka



I soared through the heavens...(www.etsy.com)

Friday 12 July 2013

Two for Joy

Betrothed to one and loving another
Breaking one heart to win the other
Gold on one's finger, hope in one's heart
Lying his way through deception's path

A river of tears and fears that pierced
Emails and smileys, sweet love songs that cheered
Raised voices, cold silence and dark nightmares
Promises, praise and pictures shared

"Good morning sweet, can't wait to see you"
"You're paranoid woman, just can't believe you"
"Angel take care stay with me forever"
"I'm fed up of this just do whatever"

One packed her bags said its time to leave
He begged her to stay went down on his knees
With soft words seduced the other to play
From his double game he did not sway

Winters and summers sun setting on youth
One confused mind escaping the truth
He sat on the fence part man part boy
Thought one for sorrow but two for joy!

© Kamalika Jayathilaka


Artist: Bonobart (http://quotesandart.com/)

Thursday 11 July 2013

The Insomniac

For the hapless insomniac
Another endless night
Awake he lay
In solitary unrest
Drowning in darkness
The wall clock's rhythmic ticking
Like an axe on a tree
Till he beckoned the poet
To the dark vacant depths
Of his still mind

The poet arose
Words cascaded
Swirled, churned
Giant butterflies
Purple roses on a beach
Dragons and daffodils
Burst forth
Into the insomniac's hijacked mind
As the night faded into morning
Richer in sweet poetry

© Kamalika Jayathilaka 2013


Collage by artist Winston Smith (http://withfriendship.com/)




Monday 8 July 2013

Cessation

The clay oil-lamps and their dull amber flames
Danced like her gushing fierce thoughts of shame
The bleeding black oil stained the soft gritty sands
With beads of sour sorrow that soaked her hands

The wrinkled old palms hunched together in prayer
With her sad glassy eyes on the blue dusky air  
Uttering of suffering of relentless despair 
Of incessant past samsaric burdens to bear

A lone frog croaked to the drone of the crickets
The street dogs howled to the full mooned heavens
The forgotten young waif got a rice-grain pittance
As the saffron robed monk sang the way to cessation      

Her slow strides crunched the dry leaves like music
As the blade at her head tore her hair like magic
Ending lifetimes of suffering crushing and karmic  
She drifted to a light afar from all tragic 

© Kamalika Jayathilaka