Hymn To Modern Sappho Poem by punsara amarasinghe

Oh, the lady of thin body
and fair face....
I adore thy chivelry.
Your austire journey
is not so sweet....
You are cope with the
Orthodoxy,
to defend thy unorthodoxy...
' A single minow among
the harsh tritons'........!

When you try to go beyond
the ocean of desires,
you wont see it's horizon...
but,
mirage......
thou dwell in the mirage,
with ecstacy...
you never come out of,
thy extreme fantasy..
In this futile world,
we are 'clowns'
under our 'sanctimonious' masks
but,
you play your role
in eccantric way
to enlighten thy
life's hedonism........
Oh, Sappho, Sappho......
my willowy lady,
'Do thou wilt'......................!