Dilantha Gunawardana


Dilantha Gunawardana Poems

161. A Woman's Cradle 4/1/2014
162. Abortion 3/1/2014
163. Absence 4/17/2014
164. Adonis 12/1/2012
165. African Elephant 11/10/2012
166. Afterglow 11/17/2014
167. Aging In Imperfection 9/8/2015
168. Alchemy Of A Foolish Heart 11/12/2012
169. Alkaloid Lips 7/1/2013
170. Ambrosia 4/4/2013
171. America 11/4/2015
172. American Pie (Haiku) 3/6/2016
173. Amphitheaters Of Dreams 10/25/2013
174. An Acacia Tree 4/15/2014
175. An Accidental Poet 4/17/2013
176. An Admission Of Affection 4/15/2013
177. An Affair With The Moon 3/28/2014
178. An African Adventure 3/31/2013
179. An Anticlimactic First Kiss 6/1/2014
180. An Apology 7/5/2012
181. An Archaic Love Story 1/8/2013
182. An Arranged Marriage In Childhood (Edited) 4/13/2014
183. An Autumn Affair 4/1/2014
184. An Earnest Plea To A Poetess 4/15/2014
185. An Ebola Doctor At Death Bed 10/26/2014
186. An Einsteinian Clown 11/11/2015
187. An Empty Bed 5/9/2014
188. An Empyrean Love (A Condom's Story) 3/18/2013
189. An Epistle On Tissue 1/31/2013
190. An Extant Virgin 4/28/2014
191. An Honest Dialogue With Casanova 4/6/2014
192. An Indian Student In A Lonely Part Of Texas 10/5/2015
193. An Old Shoe Box 4/13/2014
194. An Old-Fashioned Man 3/25/2013
195. An Unreciprocated Love 4/10/2014
196. An Unused Condom 4/12/2014
197. Angelic Blue 8/18/2012
198. Apology To Mother Earth 4/23/2014
199. Art Of Surrrender 8/29/2013
200. Ashes 11/7/2012
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...

Read the full of Woman 3

My Cueen

In my crusade in the callus sands;
Coasting in the desserts of Africa
Below the crystal coating of Casablanca;
I came across an oasis;
In the center of Chad
A dwindling lake;
Cancer of the cells;
Blood that is......
Carnivorous, cultured, cultivated;

[Hata Bildir]