 Gentle breeze on gentle slope
Gentle breeze I breathe on a gentle slope
Passing Labukele tea greens taking hairpin bends
My lungs get filled with fragrant fresh air
Its cheerful to drive along this highway in this morning.
 Mackerel sky setting upon Kikiliyamana hills
Tea pluckers gather at muster sheds wearing colourful sarees
By the sides, road is adorned with red and yellow cannas
Fatigued engines breathe a sigh of relief of course
When reaching Top Pass or the top of pass.
The dew-drops still glitter upon velvet golf links
The lake round under construction will have a facelift
Seetha-Eliya wilderness where Ravana hid Rama's Janakee
Many species of fauna and flora in Hakgala are endemic.
A single dwarf tree on a rock boulder I see
Passing Hakgala garden a few yards away
This coincides with the visible horizon far away
Reminds me a priceless painting of Pablo Piccaso
The Welimada valley is a bird's eyeview so marvellous
Hakgala is so high above Mean Sea Level.
Lush green beds of carrot, leaks and cabbage
On terraced lands down Boragas town
Crystal clear water percolated through rock layers
Flows over natural cascades seen everywhere
Several tributaries thus formed with varying contours
Feeding the Uma Oya the beautiful princess of Uva.
Somapala Udahentenna
Candles on the grave
Mourners standstill
A few in a gathering
Huddled together
Under a bright blue sky
Clouds of remembrance
As they float past
The blue above brings
Fresh past memories
 The sun stays
Concealed behind
The fronds of white pass
As mourners light
Thin wax candles
The soft burning flames
Swaying to the breeze
Memories evoked
Mingled with remorse
The lost soul
Brought to life
As small yellow flames
The melting wax
Brings to all remembrance
Many realities
The missing link
Memories dead and gone.
Miran Perera
A home on a hill
Amidst trees and bushes on a hill far away
Stood a home depicting - I'm lord of all I survey
Overlooking the Kandy town from its great height
The beauty of the town was brought to light
The bedrooms in green pink and yellow
Curtains draped to match - bore a soothing mellow
 The window panes and floor a perfect match
Every eye drawn towards it - what a catch?
Dining, office, kitchen, storeroom hall
Well-planned, completed to please one and all
The hospitality rendered drew many that way
Though reaching it was no easy task that day
Within those walls much merriment and laugh
Spread for fifty years and long after
Dinner layed out to many a guest
Now it has come to a perfect rest.
The hustle and bustle of years gone by
Has come to a halt: Do you know why?
For better prospects fled they to a foreign land
The home on the hill now in the keeper's hand
If you pass that way what catches your eye
Neglected and ruined the home does lie
Will the grandeur once displayed come back ever
Let's leave it to time - ever or never.
Norma Perera
For whom is she waiting for...
She's waiting in the sunburned street...
Gazing at the faces despite reek...
Just to earn the living, and what else more...
With a pout face, to whom she's waiting for...
 Sometimes she moves...
And sometimes dozes...
With an empty stare...
Without having any care...
When human devils come...
She hides herself: so dumb...
Shivering with glittering tears...
As to throw-off long spears...
Looking at the sky...
Weeping like a child...
But I don't know why...
She's weeping at the sky...
- Chamini Abesiriwardhane
Little princess
Little princess in our house
Full of cheer and love
You make our lives bright
With unknown spells of delight.
 No words would describe
How your presence gives us care
No words would describe
The colourfulness you share.
Sweet and cheerful you are
Like a shining star
Which makes the darkness go far
From my life like a scar.
Oh! tell me dear
Whether the sun would rise
On the day you make your departure
With a heart full of hopes as a bride.
- Sudheera Bandaranayake
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