In an Association it be like
A man with laziness overloaded
Drowsiness crept in through his cerebrum
Folded his hand he pillowed his head
Trapped in an instant glance of a mate
His sympathetic hormones made him rise
One came, two came, three and four
He started talking, it became eloquent
Five and six, ears to him added in a pair
As if lecturing an important matter
His throat did not yearn for a drink
In a moment, laughter floated around him
Many lips in his company hastily
Few more pair of eyes attended
Desparately one listened from the corner
Oh! There is nothing great going on
An argle-bargle in progress it seemed
Like drowsiness has jeopardized him
He hated going back to sleep
Argle-Bargle just to be active
The sun shines amazingly
So does the moon in a lonely night
Better they shine but one always the best
Two things that glow in a circle of time
Do they ever shine together?
They do but one loses the exquisiteness
But the sun always rules the moment together
Moon in a solitary night? It’s magnificent!
Thousands of hearts being impressed
Millions of eyes being mesmerized
Cuteness in the crescent, brilliance in the sphere
The serene night, the your beautiful day
The day when fearful subsides, dauntless evolves
People’s night shall be your day
You shall remain beautiful as always
The sun is beautiful, you’re exquisitely beautiful
The night is your day!
When the time and the fate have favored me, I was proudly sitting in the science class. I really had no idea about my future and I had no ambition at all. I wanted to be one of the top students in the class, that’s all but I didn’t ponder on where the science would lead me to in the future.
“I wanna become an Engineer or a Doctor.” I used to say when the curious friends and anticipated teachers ask me but I really didn’t mean it. Deep within my cerebrum, I used to think that I was not capable of becoming any of these two. Days passed hastily and I developed some interest in what I was telling.
As one must become only one, I decided to lose interest in mathematics and improve my knowledge in biology. It’s the starting point of my ambition.
“I like to become Doctor.” And yes! God again favored me. I got a scholarship to study medicine in Sri Lanka with some of the new faces. You never know how privileged you must have felt at the moment you were offered. Gradually the precious gemstone was no more to be seen and all that I could see were the dull pebbles on the shore.
In the society, medical students are highly respected. However, I personally would like to say that I lose self respect being a medical student. I become the cruel creature ever existed in the world. Here’s why?
“Why did I become the medical student? Instead, I must have gone to Engineering college.”
“What is the use of studying if it’s to be forgotten”, that’s when I forget the things that I have studied.
“It’s impossible for me to become a good doctor”, it’s when I lose self-esteem or when I feel irrelevant with my own ideas.
“Given a chance, I would give up this course and find another one which is much easier”, tremendously frustrated with some simple things on my way I utter those words even if I know it’s impossible to turn back.
And as if my friends are the disturbances, I didn’t want to stay with them. “I don’t wanna stay here anymore, I need a separate house.” I shifted to the new place away from their house but that doesn’t make me better at all.
Now that I am in the new house completely isolated, I feel differently. “Oh! It’s better to be with friends. Situation doesn’t become better at all even if am alone. Why did I come here”.
Nothing seems alright in my cerebral hemisphere. Before I do one thing, I always think it’s gonna be interesting. Moreover, my desire to do that particular thing becomes too immense to stop myself from doing it. However, once I have done them, I always regret for that. I could not understand whether it’s the life phenomenon or a punishment specifically for me.
Everything would just go in the same way hereafter too. Wanting to do followed by doing and finally regretting it, it’s inevitable and I must go with it. Life is full of unexpected events, right now I am aware that I am writing something that defame myself but it’s gonna be like this every time.
“Despite knowing that you are doing wrong, you still want to do that because that’s how you are designed”
I walked alone
Into the Pizza Hut
Sitting beside a wall
Munching on the Pizzas
They were not Pizzas
Just a meal indeed
I walked with my friends
Approached the Hut
Around a table, we sat
One bite on Pizza, we loved it
They were more than a meal
Not just a Meal
I walked with you, only you
We were in the Hut
Face to face we talked
Just an aroma of A Pizza
My heart was satisfied
And the bite on it?
I could see your world
Head on the pillows
Pondering on mundanity
Breathing deeply that slows
While the eyes hold their dignity
Heart bleeds with its unfulfilled desire
Uncovering all the faults and regrets
Tears rolled down for one must expire
Unfolding the bud of secrets
Revealing the cause of angina
Discovering her betrayal
Gaining faith to welcome death!
Never in the lifetime I would experience this
By each passing day I grow, my feelings deepen
I feel so close to you but I may not show it
Soft hug I could imagine everyday
I always live by your side, you’ll never know
Lying flat on the lawn holding your hand
Gazing high up in the sky, we count the stars
Gentle breeze touches your hairs, they swing to my face
I feel their softness, it touches my heart even more
How silly I am to fantasize?
But that’s gonna be part of my life, you by my side.
There is a place where you can overrule the world in a time that passes within your heart. Nevertheless, a time exists within the realm of your heart where all you can hear is nothing but a music of satisfaction. There can be a time when melancholy becomes a melody and that can be torturous, unimaginably the venom that can kill or a vampire who can suck your blood out of your precious life.
Music that conveys the trust and faith, as I have known, is not merely a man’s idea, it is what really happens to everyone in one of the episodes of the life: that everyone must travel through.
The melodious chirping of a parrot that I have encountered this morning and the enchanting humming of the bees over the lotus blossom are the musics that told me, ” I cannot trust you” and the thrilling wind over the beach whispered me, “You do not trust me.”
The vehicular swiftness as one passes the other puts within me an idea of how perilous the music would be to a mind that opposes the other. I sat within a car and sensed the intense roar of the other car, that is all.
The greatest sorrow comes when the music in your heart remains unexpressed for a reason so enigmatic and that probably can be reflected in a time to come, the tears of a wounded heart would fall after a long time then.
Rather, it is much more better not to write a song in your delicate paper. The written song becomes bolder every fraction of a second and the eraser can erase just a layer of it.
I just wish a better music for you all.