Poems

Flowers

A beautiful flower,
A sign of smile,
A wonder flower,
A symbol of grace.
They have no face,
But, there is grace.
They have no eyes,
But, seem to see.
Flowers are beautiful,
Flowers are a wonder,
Flowers are fragrant,
Like magic in the earth.

Babu Pavithra,
Grade 9T,
St. Anthony's Girls’ College,
Kandy.

Thirty days has September

Thirty days has September,
April, June and November.
All the rest have thirty-one.
February is the only one,
With twenty eight days on
most years,
And twenty-nine
during a leap year.

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King Kashyapa

I built a palace on the top of “Lions Rock”,
And I had 500 wives who were known as “Apsaras”,
I built a magnificent staircase,
Which was known as “Lion's foot”.
I made my artist draw my wives,
Which covered the southern part of the rock,
And I had built so many gardens,
Which gave you people a shock.

Liyana Ruth Perera,
Year 5,
Horizon College,
Malabe.

The lady in black

A figure of a woman, behind the road,
A shadow so dark,
The grey sky above her.
Her heels made a cracking sound.
Clad in a black cloak,
Her black hat hid her face, but not all.
She had long eyelashes with such a dark mixture.
Her face white as snow, her lips as read as a rose,
A bus I guess or was it not,
Came from the right.
There was a red rose behind the road,
Brilliant red as her lips,
And so glossy in the morning and with life it bloomed,
But next to it was a rose lifeless with shattered petals.
A dead rose which I say consumed by the demon.

(Meaning = Death of a woman
Rose symbolises life
Dead rose symbolises death
Black clothing and gray symbolise
elements of death.)

S.A. Diyaana Subasinghe,
Grade 10,
Palligoda Polgampola
Leeds International School,
Mathugama.