සාය...

නියන් සායට කෙඩැරිව කටොරව
වියැකී ගිය ඇතුපතරින් යුතු
පනා රුකක මුදුන් අත්තක වැසු
කෙසග  කවුඩකු මෙසේ සිතීය..
" අහො සුවදැති පනා මදුලක් බුදින්නට ඇත්නම්"...

Honesty about Dishonesty...

" Me? I’m dishonest, and a dishonest man you can always trust to be dishonest. Honestly. It’s the honest ones you want to watch out for, because you can never predict when they’re going to do something incredibly… stupid." - Captain Jack Sparrow

Nostalgia is not what it used to be ...

 

Thought of keeping a note about feeling nostalgic. Although not idealistic, as humans we all become nostalgic at some point of time. Sometimes it can be hard to understand or rather realize how things around you change constantly, although you want to keep things as they use to be, at their best. 

Best remedy for nostalgia would be to live the "real" than the "reality". You will at least be living a real life that way and be emotionally intelligent about your nostalgicness. The only thing that does not change in this world is the "change" itself. Nostalgia is not what it used to be. 

I am the Master of My Fate...

Thought of sharing this poem "Invictus" by William Ernest Henley.  

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Ohh This Waiting...

Ohh this waiting…

bringing bitterness to the hollow heart..

Cursing today for not prospering….

Regretting the times passed by...

Blaming others for the miserable boredom...

Waiting for the dawn to bring the light to life..

Ohh this waiting….

Happiness submerging in a sea of emotions…

Never to surface and see the light of joy…

As the soul gradually surrenders,

To the thick darkness of void….

Running restless in the rat race to no where..

Ohh this waiting…

Unaware how to make peace with life…

Never letting the heart seizing the day...

Content, wise, bold souls disappear…

Darkness creeping in to the minds...

Giving birth to zombies of sheer fear…

Ohh this waiting…

Never ending unhappiness….

Destroying the mare value of living…

Ohh this waiting…

Unless rationally stopped…

Will ruin all souls  for eternity...