Sunday, February 20, 2011

භාවනා...

පොදි බැද ආශා මේ දිවි ගමනේ
ගෙවා යන මේ සසර කතරේ
පා පිපාසිතව විඩාබරවු මා
සනසන දිය බිද ඔබයි හිමියනි...

මනියඛිථ නා රජ ඇරයුමෙන්
මනි මණ්ඩපයෙහි වැඩ හිද
දෙසු දහම් මහිමයෙන්
වර්ණිත වූ මේ කල්යාණි පුරවර...

ඔබේ පා පියුම් පහසින්
සිසිල වූ මේ වැලි තල මත හිද
බවුන් වඩමි මම කෙලෙස් මලින් පිරි
මේ සසරෙහි එතෙර දකින්නට...



Sunday, November 7, 2010

Real Friendship...

One doesn't know, till one is a bit at odds with the world, how much one's friends who believe in one rather generously, mean to one.  ~D.H. Lawrence


Its not rare to find that the world is full of fake relationships and so-called-friends who back stab you with a dagger you have given them for their safety purposes. You will eventually figure out and develop a sensor to detect friends and so-called-friends as time goes by. Sometimes you may not have a choice and may have to associate with people whom you know are not genuine. 


As time passes I have developed my censoring very well and I smell confident tricksters from miles. It's highly dissapointing that they break the trust you had for them and specially when you are someone who lives by the rule of appreciating the good facts of people who are even stereotyped to be evil and bad.


Life is a never ending lesson and with time and with every deed we learn. Sometimes forgiveness is the best comeback that you could have for those who ill treat you.

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

උපෙක්ෂාව...
















බලහත්කාරයෙන්ම වගේ
නුඹම ඇවිත්,
මලානික හිත් අහසේ
දේදුනු පායවලා...
නොසිතු ඉසිඹුවක
නුඹම ගිය වග,
පන අදිමින් හිටපු හිත් අහසෙ
මලගම සිද්ද වුනු බවට…
සිදුවුනු සියල්ලම දරාගෙන
මම තාමත් හිටිවනම
උපෙක්ෂාවෙන් බලා ඉන්න වග,
සන්වේගයෙන් දැනුම් දෙමි.....

Thursday, September 9, 2010

To Quit or not to Quit...

When things go wrong as they sometimes will,
And the road you're trudging seems all up hill,
When funds are low and debts are high,
And you have to smile, but you want to cry,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest if you must, but don't you quit.
Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about,
When he might have won had he stuck it out.
So don't give up though the pace seems slow,
For you may succeed with another blow,
Success is failure turned inside out,
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far,
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit,
It's when things seem worst that you mustn't quit.
                                            – Edgar A. Guest

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

ගැමි ලියගේ කවිය...

කල්පාන්තරයක් පෙරුම් පුරල
ඩින්ගිත්තක්වත් නොහිතපු වෙලාවක
මයෙ පාන්ඩු වෙච්චි හිතට ගොඩ වෙච්ච
මයෙ දෙය්යො...
කොටියා පරාද වෙන්ට රැවුම් ගෙරවුම් පැවට
ඔය ගල් හිත ඇතුලෙ මන් ගැන හීනි කැක්කුමක්
තාමත් තියනව නේද කියල කියන්ට මට,
මයෙ දෙය්යො...
කොයි ගම් තුලානට මාව දෙන්ට හැදුවත්
උඹේ පාමුල  ඉන්ට ඇත්නම් කියලම හිතුනම
තහන්චි මැද්දෙන් එක පිම්මට දුවන් එන්ට හිතයි
මයෙ දෙය්යො...
දළදා හාමුදුරුවන්යෙ පිහිටෙන්
කොලඹ රටේ සතා සීපාවගෙන් බේරිලා
හනිකට ආපහු එන්ට..
ලගින් ඉන්ට තහන්චි වුනත්,
දුරින් ඉදන් මන් බලා ඉන්නව
මයෙ බන්ඩාර දෙය්යො...

Thursday, September 2, 2010

After a while...

After awhile you learn the subtle difference
between holding a hand and chaining a soul.
And you learn that love doesn't mean security,
And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts
And presents aren't promises.
And you begin to accept your defeats with you head up and your eyes open.
With the grace of maturity, not the grief of a child.
And you learn to build all your roads on
Today because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans,
And futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.
After awhile you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much.
So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul,
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure...
That you really are strong
And that you really do have worth.
And you learn and learn and learn ....
With every goodbye you learn.

-Veronica Shoffstall

Thursday, August 19, 2010

Disappointment ...


In your eyes, she ll never be good enough...
No matter how much she tries...
and there comes a time,
when she will stand up and shout:
"This is me damn it!
I look the way I look,
think the way I think,
feel the way I feel,
love the way I love!
I am a whole complex package. 
Take me... or leave me. 
Accept me - or walk away!
Do not try to make me feel like less of a person,
just because I don't fit your idea of who I should be
and don't try to change me to fit your mold...
I ll always be your disappointment... "