In your absence
In your absence
I am left alone here,
Recalling all the experiences
That we had together.
 Painful and unforgettable
Is time you left me alone
Not because you wanted to go
But it was your vacation
Such a long vacation for you
I've never thought of it
I feel a year had passed
I miss you very much
I gazed at the sky each night
Cried to my heart's content
Thinking, recalling every moment with you
It made me feel as a great loss
Let me ask a question from you
"Why didn't you even send me a note?
It seems that you do not need me
May be, I too will be the same.
A Christina Lourdes
Bees: That's their way
The bee comes to the flower
When morning comes
And enjoys itself
Among the petals
When the evening comes
It would fly away
 Promising the flower
To be back next day
In a very honest way
But the bee doesn't come!
The innocent little flower
Waits and waits
For the bee to come
And it doesn't know
What has happened
Until, little by little
The petals are lost
Together with their beauty
And the flower is turned
In to a fruit on the tree
And it never would know
That the bee has found
Another flower next day
And enjoyed itself
In the morning that day
And has flown away
Disappointing that flower too
In the very same way
Would the innocent little flowers
Ever get to know
That the bees do the same
Each and every day?
Vindika Prabodhani Thilakaratne
What is life?
 Even sad
And also happy
Joy and sorrow
Both are same
Life go ahead
We have to face
But
Enjoy the life
Face the nature
Understand the reality
That is life
We all have to face
Ven. Walatara Sobhita Thera
Tear: eternal companion
The emotive spring
That lasts forever
The spring that never dries up-
Ambassador of joy
Ambassador of sorrow
Ambassador of all things close to heart-
 Lessening pain
Reducing grief
Falls at the tip of the eye-
Speaking a thousand
words not uttered
Tells the tale of the heart-
People come
People go
Life goes up and comes down-
But right on top
And right at bottom
It never leaves the side-
A faithful friend
An honest companion
Right through the journey of life-
The truthful speaker
Of heart, of soul
So precious - has no price.
Minoli Wijetunga
My loving dad
 If you are an ocean
I am a stream
If you are a rising sun
I am a blooming flower
If you are a moon
I am a little star
Actually
You gave light
And happiness
For my life
So my dad,
You are the illumination
Of my life,
I love you
So much......
- Piyumali Wijewardane
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