දිනමිණ, වසත් සුළඟ අතිරේකය 03.01.2017
They'll make you think it's wrong,
Like having empty spaces,
Means you never can be strong,
But I've learned that all these spaces,
Means there's room enough to grow,
And the people that once filled them,
Were always meant to be let go,
And all these empty spaces,
Create a strange sort of pull,
That attract so many people,
You wouldn't meet if they were full,
So if you're made of empty spaces,
Don't ever think it's wrong,
Because maybe they're just empty,
Until the right person comes along.
දිනමිණ, වසත් සුළඟ අතිරේකය-27.12.2016
the best way to forget someone
is to turn them into literature
so I wrote you into the stars
spoke you into the sunset
painted you into my poetry , and
laid your body beneath my words
but now all i'm left with
is a collection of work
that all reads the same
where every consonant
vowel and syllable
sounds like your name
- Tyler Kent White
දිනමිණ, වසත් සුළඟ අතිරේකය-20.12.2016
Who told me time would ease me of my pain!
I miss him in the weeping of the rain;
I want him at the shrinking of the tide;
The old snows melt from every mountain-side,
And last year’s leaves are smoke in every lane;
But last year’s bitter loving must remain
Heaped on my heart, and my old thoughts abide!
There are a hundred places where I fear
To go,—so with his memory they brim!
And entering with relief some quiet place
Where never fell his foot or shone his face
I say, “There is no memory of him here!”
And so stand stricken, so remembering him!
Edna St. Vincent Millay.