Laki's poetry

Two and sixty years my love, our life Has been one carousel; now my dear The end seems near; fear not for I am Here, our feeble hands clasped secure Four and tenth day my love, we rejoice Our union in cupid’s ear, and wish you well Saying, “I’m very proud of you m’darling,” Then turn away and swig... Sign in to see full entry.

Life is fine Laki Ratnayake Willows breathe in acorn fields A low mist gathers like a flock of Sheep, blue-green meadows with stony Walls shadowed by eucalyptus trees A chirpy robin sings on a branch and The river runs through a withered creek Morning rays seep through the green And life begins —... Sign in to see full entry.

Will it be long or will I die young, Provide for all or none, For what I have done will it last long, If the pot runs out by the time the laps done Will I be well and truly gone? Would I shiver and quiver to take aim, Stare in to space and evoke my fame Thoughtfully meditate the distance of the... Sign in to see full entry.

A night of summer- light and glamour White in chiffon, Brown in gold Black in bling, James Bond themed Summer heat, Champaign on green served. Reclined on Aston Martin, fancied & posed. Men in suits licensed to thrill Agents, irregular sizes impending Bellied Bonds loud and grandeur Bank balances,... Sign in to see full entry.

I once met this near perfect Englishman, not too tall just five feet two and he was dressed as any Dickensian would too. Fawn crisp chinos creased to the hilt, biscuit shirt modestly shielded by well pressed tweeds; his short neck noosed by a Winchester knot, with rimless spectacles and shiny shoes.... Sign in to see full entry.

Two minutes of silence Laki Ratnayake My second began in slow motion Ears deafened by the silence of the explosion, Light blinding, shrapnel burning, I felt no emotion, for a while I sat still. For a while, time stood still. The second second on realisation, Was a state of execution— annihilation. A... Sign in to see full entry.

Two people making a mistake Laki Ratnayake Two people making a mistake, no one in particular taking a stake. Brought together by selfish reasons for an understanding of selflessness. Clearly misunderstood from the very beginning, the love for oneself for the love for another. Steadily rating the... Sign in to see full entry.