November
- Post 27 November 2014
- By Manjula Wediwardena
Gloriosa
Once uprooted
Sprouts wings ...
Flame lily
Sheds petals
With the fleeting red
Sorrow itself
Keeps company
With Sorrows
The past is
Enduring this moment
A thousand rays spring
Through clods of earth
A thousand secrets
Come to life
One by one
The past of uprooted
Tombstones
Peeps through the doorway
Reopens the eye
Of the memory
Not uprootable
Due is the hour of
Blinding
Kachchan Wind
The sleepless
November Is overcast
Clouds of November
Themselves are in haste
Thinking
Which way to float
Signs of
Foot prints
That stopped
By the horizon
There could be a day
That they
Turn around
Love will sprout wings
On such a day
Eulogies will
Dot edges of eyes
Blossoms will flower
Seeing deluges
From the brink of an eye
Thine alone
Will be the
Glory of
Christening
Such Blooms
Manjula Wediwardena | November 2014
Translated by Chandana Keerthi Bandara
