Young Man:A bouquet of peacock feathersWas laid upon the road to Moriya city.Follow them—there you will find the way. Young Woman:Then place a single feather in my hair,Let it be my crown of grace. Young Man:From afar, I saw you blossoming in a lake,Swarms of wasps hovering, drunk on your fragrance.Listen—hear the Ravanahasta sing. Young…
She gazes beneath her dark, arched brows,She pours nectar into a silver chalice.She is the Princess of Madda,Wearing a simple necklace of clay beads—And yet her beauty shines brighter than gold. She is the Princess of Madda—Who seizes the eyes, who stirs the heart,Who makes the spirit restless,Who fills the soul with joy. Princess of…
The fallen matalus of the coconut treesScatter gently upon the path of the Buddha,Easing the weariness of His sacred feet.He walks in all four directions,Seeking those wise enough to cross beyond samsara.Still, I feel His presence—Upon the distant hills, within the nearby forest. The Buddha arrives,The Buddha arrives alone. Whispers rise of Mathura and Mathugama,Where…
King Devakonda counseled me: “Go, to the island of Sinhala.”And Koman, the Arab trader, promised: “Ask of me anything you desire.”If fate decrees the journey, then I must go—For there lies an island paradise, rising from the sea. Let us follow the signs spoken by the ancients,Of a land most fertile, praised by Indians of…
Leave me alone…Leave me alone… Someone keeps pouring wine into my cup,Each sip I take makes the memories fade.Leave me alone…Leave me alone… The eyes that once fell in love with youAre now blurred—half-drunk, drowned in tears.The sweet words you whispered that dayHave fallen silent; my ears hear nothing now.I have sighed too long—my soul…