Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Monday, December 28, 2009

Comrade Bala

His name was Bala

Accused tiger terrorist

Without telling about

Best friend of

Everyone.

Sinhala words

He knows little

Alphabet learnt

Making got written.

English too

Loudly speaks

In different tone

And he has a habit to

Smoke tobacco little.

Smile is pleasant

Cannot be indentified and sensed

As a Tamil.

Never be hurry for foods

Breaking rules

And not done misuse things.

He was severely beaten and torched

Teeth were broken

But never hate to the police

He is simple

Silent

Deep and

Pleasant

But not cheap

Udaya R .Tennakoon

Saturday, December 19, 2009

Sunday, August 23, 2009




Unseen Visitor

 
You imprisoned in
Mother’s womb
When I was arrested and imprisoned
In social prison womb


Without seeking the sun and moon
Days and weeks
Months and years passed
And in the meantime you released from uterus
Keeping eternal pain
in my heart no one seen


Without a name and a born father
Grew up in a transitional time
And I put a name after three months


Relatives knew
But it concealed to neighbors


“Her father has been in abroad”


After almost six months
My daughter with mother
In front of the prison
Where crowding packed room in prison
Between the wall and through a small window fixed a
Small holes net
They have come to see me
.
Touching the iron bar
She was looking at me
Tears collapsed
Out of eyes of mother
But my eyes dried up
As the heart weeping


“This is your father”
Asked with sighs


She smiled
Looking at me.
Touching the iron bar.


Udaya R. Tennakoon



Post Teej Red Rose woman

Every where in Nepal
Like wise a garden blossomed red roses
Felt fascinating sceneries
One can think like a
Revolution done by communist women
But it’s a myth or may be an exaggeration


A few days happiness
Given by Hindu Tradition
To feast, to dance and to enjoy
Not for them almost
But for the shake of husbands


Fasting for good health and
Prosperity their husbands
To control their lives


A symbolic happiness
Eternal sorrow in it
Finishing day today works
Shouldering in bound burden
Into their soul


Keeping beauty
For sex and showcase and then
Bends to the other of rest.


God created and
After destroyed
Given deriving from
Tradition to the sign


A rose of slavery patriarchy
Naturally drying and eliminating
To the sun of god husband




Udaya R. Tennakoon
From Nepal