Dilantha Gunawardana


Dilantha Gunawardana Poems

801. The Soldier 4/17/2014
802. The Soul 1/27/2014
803. The Sound Of Silence 2/3/2013
804. The Spirit Of The Wild 7/12/2013
805. The Story Of Us 10/18/2015
806. The Story Of Us Two 10/18/2015
807. The Sun 4/6/2013
808. The Teardrop Eden (Sri Lanka) 6/11/2013
809. The Theory Of Relativity 3/11/2014
810. The Tide And The Moon 6/26/2013
811. The Transfiguration Of A Beast 5/2/2013
812. The Urn 3/15/2013
813. The Virgin And The Lover 4/15/2014
814. The War At Home 7/7/2013
815. The White Cane Of Companionship 6/20/2013
816. The White Flag 4/22/2013
817. The Wide Eyed Boy And The Cowardly Man 3/19/2014
818. The Wine Glass 4/23/2013
819. The Zoo Of Man 6/27/2013
820. Thy Crystal Ball 3/5/2013
821. Timbuktu 1/25/2013
822. To My Friends 8/25/2015
823. Tombstone 2/22/2014
824. Too Many 4/13/2014
825. Tradition 3/13/2014
826. Transcendence 8/9/2015
827. Transcendent Beauty 6/24/2013
828. Transcending Barcodes 4/18/2013
829. Transcending Blindness 11/6/2012
830. Transcending Collars 10/13/2015
831. Treasure 4/11/2014
832. Trenches Of Melancholy 8/12/2012
833. True Love 3/7/2013
834. True Love (Green) 3/15/2013
835. Truth 3/13/2014
836. Truth - The Ultimate Metamorphosis 4/28/2014
837. Truth (2) 3/28/2015
838. Truth (In Short) 8/23/2015
839. Turbulence (Ode To Manic Depression) 4/25/2014
840. Two ‘nuclei' Become One 1/14/2013
Best Poem of Dilantha Gunawardana

Woman 3

Show me a woman
That can turn a man with her hips
In the artistry of burlesque and belly
Show me a woman
That can be filled with pancakes
And fill a size 16 dress
Show me a woman
Who can kiss you like spring
And color you like autumn
Show me a woman
That can hold you like a harbor
And scaffold your spirits with her hold
Show me a woman
That can collapse your knees
Even in the absence of a ring
Show me a woman
Who can wrench real tears
And soak a cotton handkerchief
Show me a woman
That can fill you and empty you
Like water to finite...

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Poppy's Hold

The suns raps like burning lava on the skin
As the peau embraces life in its scorching thin
Where the bactrian camels roam in absolute glee
Where fields of poppy smile in their domes of free

Not a mercenary but a proud soldier within
As the terrain desecrates the life from within
As a bomb explodes taking away the carrier's life
Hoards of innocence at mercy in the unfolding strife

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