Dilantha Gunawardana


Dilantha Gunawardana Poems

81. A Mating Dance 5/14/2014
82. A Mercenary 11/2/2012
83. A Mermaid Fantasy 4/27/2013
84. A Middle-Aged First Kiss (2) 11/22/2014
85. A Middle-Aged Virgin Kiss 5/14/2014
86. A Miracle 6/24/2013
87. A Mirror Has Two Faces 2/11/2013
88. A Monsoon Rainbow 7/17/2014
89. A Monsoonal Whisper 1/30/2013
90. A Mortal Truth 10/27/2015
91. A Motel Room 8/21/2015
92. A Mural On Water 3/30/2013
93. A Mushroom 4/6/2013
94. A Night To Forget 4/10/2014
95. A Nostalgic Kiss 3/29/2013
96. A Note About Kim Kardashian 12/16/2015
97. A Note About Marriage 10/18/2015
98. A Note On Virgnity 8/23/2015
99. A Note To Beast 4/14/2015
100. A Note To Big Brother And All The Bullies 8/14/2015
101. A Nova 2/8/2013
102. A Nun's Story 3/6/2013
103. A Pair Of Ocean Eyes 1/30/2013
104. A Pair Of Winter Eyes 2/22/2013
105. A Pallette Of Love 2/25/2013
106. A Pauper's Vow 7/11/2013
107. A Peasant Woman In Sri Lanka (In The 1800s) 4/2/2014
108. A Peddler Of Age 4/5/2015
109. A Perfect Horizon (A Short Poem) 5/21/2013
110. A Photograph 12/16/2012
111. A Photograph (2) 4/3/2014
112. A Pillow 7/19/2014
113. A Plank Of Wood 7/23/2012
114. A Plea For Life 11/11/2012
115. A Poetic Fantasy 4/13/2014
116. A Poet's Quest 11/23/2012
117. A Poya Day 10/29/2012
118. A Prisoner's Voice 4/6/2015
119. A Prisoner's Voice 2 4/8/2015
120. A Prisoner's Voice 3 4/8/2015
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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Flame

Like a flame that seeks redemption,
From Aeolus's thrusts,
Via a pair of palms that unite,
To form a monumental wall;
I seek my own pair of palms;
To unite for a simple prayer;
For a miraculous intervention;
Two eyes that stare at mine's;
With a symbiotic dependency.

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