CLARION CALL

A Clarion Call

Let us have hope

for the morrow,

and be free

from all sorrow.

Working day & night,

and doing only what's right!

Ensuring Peace and Prosperity

across our Motherland.

A single Nation

united as one,

61 years since,

Independence was won.

The duty we owe

is to salvage our land,

inspite of strife,

and mischievous hands.

A mighty loud roar,

to the forces of good;

who fight evil and pain

and deliver us again..

Conflicts overcome,

tranquility will be won;

with Unity and Love,

A Blessing from Above.

"United, we stand,

Divided, we fall"!"

A struggle against violence

and not against love.

May the land flourish

and may God give us a Hand,

Let Sri Lanka live

Like no other Land!

Riyadh, Saudi Arabia, Feb 4, 2009

PERFECTION

Perfection

Is there,

Someone

we can call perfect?

Something

we can see as perfect?

Some time

we can use as perfect?

Or are they

all

simply

a figment

of our wild imaginations?

Riyadh, Saudi Arabia, 2008

ROYAL

College

Those hallowed halls,

Green grassy grounds;

The toll of the bell,

And a scamper of hounds;

Majestic Men,

Momentous Moments.

If we could only go back

If time hadn't been stolen.

We learnt of books,

We learnt of men,

We learnt to play,

All kinds of games;

Under the watchful eyes

Of Majestic Mentors

Who cared for us,

Like Moms with children.

To those who have gone

We say a sweet prayer,

May they rest in Peace,

Until we get there.

And then we'll all sing

In one shrill chorus

"Thy spirit first to life awoke"

"For Hartley, Harvard, Marsh & Boake".

Riyadh, Saudi Arabia, Nov 2007

WELCOME

Welcome, back to my world

You went away

And I paused for a moment

Thinking about those yesterdays

We had shared

I was in disarray

Hoping for contentment

Still couldn’t forget those days

That were ours

You’re coming back

Back home to me to stay

Where we can share

Everything we lost

This time its for real

You gotta believe in what I say

You’re all I got

Please don’t take it away.

Riyadh, Saudi Arabia, Nov 5 2007

PASSAGE OF TIME

The Passage of Time

The hours pass,

turning into days,

and weeks and months,

and years;

Bringing so much

pain and sorrow

and tears;

Amidst so many

days of wine

and roses.

Happiness, within fears.

Great moments of success,

winding up

amidst dreams

filled with

bitterness and hate;

Turning into

a crazy kind of payback

for many sins of old,

That can never be put away

resting in minds

and hearts

forever.

Suspicion,

hiding in the darkness

of every single moment.

Haunting,

each passing day.

Feeling,

as if in chains,

In a prison

called home;

Where respect

has been lost

and broken.

Like a bird, trapped

in a cage.

Wanting to soar

among the clouds

and be free

from all pain

and suffering.

Nirvana!

some call it,

while some prefer

Heaven…

And others,

Valhalla.

While some,

even say its nothingness.

An empty field

that stretches

into eternity

where one walks

and never feels weary.

Wherever it may be

What is most missing

is Peace of mind

and tranquility,

if they still exist

in this place

called the Universe.

Riyadh, Saudi Arabia, July 24 2007

EMPTINESS

Emptiness

‘twas commitment

that brought them together.

Yet, in his eyes

she never was there.

He strayed looking for

consolation.

It never came to bear.

He lived a life of deception,

filled with emptiness and nigh

He will die in this situation,

for there’s nothing to cry

Riyadh, Saudi Arabia, 2007

CRICKETER's ODE

The Cricketers Ode

Every run you make,

Every ton that's great,

Every ball you scrape,

Every catch you take,

I'll be watching you

Riyadh, Saudi Arabia, 2007