28 May 2017

sigiriya

View atop Sigiriya Rock, Sri Lanka Mar 2016

Sunsets has its own beauty and so is he. She ran down and decided not to chase the setting beauty only to find out he wasn’t waiting for her below.

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Butterfly and stars

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Negombo Beach, Sri Lanka

The butterfly looked up. So many of them, he thought.

“Are they watching over me?”
“Are they saying hello?”
“If I fly harder, will I finally touch them?”

He asked himself continuously.

“They seem so near but every time I try to reach them, exhaustion overtakes. I see them every night. They are my friends. No, I think, I love them. Do they know that?”

“I want them beside me. I want to tell them. I tried to shout at the top of my lungs last night, it seems that they didn’t hear me. I lost my voice. I cried like mad. Will my tears evaporate to heaven and reach them? Will they know?”

Up there, there’s this one star who’s watching the butterfly religiously. This particular butterfly caught her attention despite seeing so many every day. She taught, he has a heart. He knows how to try.

“I want to let gravity take over because I want to touch him.” She told herself.

The constellation, her family, like her mind, negate her strong urge to jump. If she does, she’ll lose everything especially he might have a tendency to just eventually fly away from her.

Tendencies? She wanders. It may or may not happen.

If she jumps and crashes on earth, there’s no turning back, no other choices. She knows that she will love the butterfly for a very very long time, yet will lose her self completely.

“This is suicide.” She whispered to the vast space.

The impeccable connection between the butterfly and the star is so strong that even without words, they can feel each others embrace and hear each others “I love yous”.

Are they misunderstanding each other or are the signals correct? Nonsensical friendship and love beyond universal explanation. It can only be construed by the two of them.

She can’t take it anymore. Every night she sees this persistent butterfly crying out loud. She can hear him. One night, she decided to dive. The butterfly saw a shooting star.

“Finally, he taught.”

He enthusiastically waited for this beauty to reach the ground.  She excitedly dived faster, exerting every effort she has to swiftly reach him. She crashed down to the ground, exploded and burned.

The butterfly flew close to her site. He flew around her for a few minutes. She wanted to tell him, that it’s her, the one he’s calling for every night but she didn’t have enough strength to say anything. Before she passed out, the butterfly flew away and joined the kaleidoscope. They flew away together, as usual.

After a night of merry-making, the butterfly then looks up the sky again and did the same exact thing he did last night….

Yesterday, today

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Sigiriya Rock, Sigiriya, Sri Lanka

Yesterday, I thought I knew you

Today, you are a stranger.

Yesterday, we planned tomorrow

Today, you stepped out, never returned

Yesterday, you held my hand as if you never want to let go

Today, you released the grip

Yesterday, you promised me forever

Today, you exclaimed never

Yesterday, you said you’ll wait for me

Today, you turned your back and walked away

Yesterday, you were almost mine

Today, we will always be an almost.

It drives me crazy how feelings change in a blink.

Lush valleys yesterday, today’s a deadly desert brink

Yesterday, I almost loved you.

Today, I feel the same.

Only, I can’t tell you

Because today, your heart was captured

by someone you just met yesterday!

That Boy.

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Sunset atop Little Adam’s Peak, Ella Sri Lanka

Gloom’s taken away by this little boy, not mine

Hopping, leaping, excitedly happy as such

Playful mask on, serenity covered up

The thing is, I want to see this boy, not mine.

I want to be able to care for him despite he’s not mine.

The guy is a little boy only at heart.

He has passed forty  and he isn’t mine.