Dilantha Gunawardana


A Bottle's Emancipation


Like the ripple of a leaf
Jaded by the scorching sun
Dismantled by the surging winds
Rays of doubt wrinkle the essence of man
To strand man in the intricate cobwebs of his temple
Silky strands that entwine labyrinths
In the deepest abysses of thought
As the misty soul searches for solace
In the comfort of a bottle
For fermented sugars dissolve the spider's silk
Annihilates the cement of dams
Harboring reservoirs of emotion
To bestow emancipation from the clutches of doubt
To the fluidity of conviction
Streaming past your corridor of destiny

Submitted: Thursday, March 21, 2013

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Doubt and emancipation

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