MD says something…Director says something different…Sales reps
says something else…So many confusions...What should I actually
say...I remember all management theories- Madushi Imali
What is poetry?That is me.I am beautiful.Beauty is truth.Truth
is beauty.That is all we know on earthand all we need to
know.Poetry…That is me…I am artistically rendering
words in such a wayas to evoke intense emotions
And yes,I am a public figure- Udayajeewa Samaradivakara
Cat flew up.Cat flew down.
Cat flew allaround our town.
Poetry speaks outI was sated with what I earnedIn just fair and
honest waysKeeping the poverty level away.Satiety and contentment
were my lot.Until the world communitySchooled me, That satiation
and content-ment Were not all in life. They averred that, in fact,
Satiation and contentmentTrammelled progress. Open thy eyes, they
commanded and beholdHither and thither,Progress has becomeThe order
of the day.With accumulation of wealth.They schooled meTo amass
wealthTo enter the stream of progress.I was crazily drivenTo the
task of accumulation of wealthWith fair or foul meansIn the
fullness of timeAs wealth gathered,Realization dawned upon meThat
satiation and contentmentAre slowly drifting awayIn the direction
of oblivion.My own conscience addressedMe in prognostic termsThat
preservation of wealthMay well be more arduousThan its
accumulationI contrived one nightto gain slumberous peacefullyIn my
treasure houseAnd found sleep deluding meGiving way to insomniac
wakefulnessI cursed the world communityFor schooling me in a faked
schoolResulting in my becoming a prisonerIn my own treasure house.-
Kamal Premadasa
PrisonerWandering in high mountainsAscending higher and
higherRight up to the utmost peaksWhere clouds dance and rest
To the rhythm of blowing windFar away from the noisy
worldEmbracing the solitude at bestEnjoying nature's eternal
bliss
Where sun shines in the day timeFull moon and the stars
romanceDuring ecstatic hours of the night
Swimming in the deep oceanFloating on the rising wavesDiving
deeper and deeper
Through deep water currentsPassing precious coral gardensIn the
depth of serene waters
Many fish varieties swim in shoalsRight at the bottom of this
world
Where agleam pearls are dispersed
Beauty and tranquillity are abundant
In the unexposed underwater world...
- Hemakumar Nanayakkara
Hidden beauties
Men of lagging and illicit conveyance,With steel blades and
sharpen – sawsChains crains jacks and lorries And lock stock and
barrel of them Wine and bacon with blessings of high men
Commissioned by politicos of provincial reinTrespassed into the
backwoods of ever greenIn the land with rocks whereupon peacocks
mourn.Border men of ever green sleep like a log at nightAfter their
down tools, having meal or notBut intruders machines clash and
clout against treesIn a high gear of pushing and cutting downCutter
blades stand by to slash and shortenEntire forest into size and
order from townThat's the playful politco's will, Yet, every minute
is a tale of horror Stormed by walloping and walrus terrorShaken
nests of birds thousand in numberBuilt on tops of trees, painfully
woven by birdsDrop down tender chicks and eggs into
the river depth; Divine abodes of tree gods Magnificently
adorned with flowers over canopies Disappear into the air see-ing
unpleasant signs; Broken hones and ribs of simian spe-cies Knocked
against rocks and sharpen granite; Snakes and reptiles threatened
to death Already imprisoned in caves of earth Within another few
seconds to be deadly crunchedUnder the steel belt of caterpillar
rolled. Following morn Machines silent But the forest surrendered
gamutTo the men licensed by an offended gaffer,Now fallen trees
being lined in conveying,Timber being measured unjustlyTo the Bill,
approved forgeryAre monies hidden in high men's seclude secrecyYet,
no sign of any spirit or faith in godNo, rule of law or ruler of
justice foundSo treasure of nature, immensely immersedInto the
bottom of unfathomed dark eaves of imposture.- H D Jayasooriya
Deforestation
Confusion
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