The English Poet

Recent English poems by Tharindu:

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A fond embrace

The Moon, the only witness

knows the tale of us!

The Noon, not the time for stillness

who wants a pale fuss..?

The murmur of the lips

The sigh of the heart

The glamour of the hips

The cry of the smile

The flavor of the tips...

The bond never expires

A fond embrace..!

Pic: Ravindra Ubesena

The magic within!

To change yourself

To change the world

The tool to be used, the magic within

To make you happy

To bring smiles

The tool to be used the magic within

To raise yourself

To raise others

The tool to be used, the magic within

Self belief, Consciousness & Dedication

Pic: Tharindu Weerasinghe

A flower of the Sun:

The warmth

Is the affection

A flower needs

To blossom with a grin...

The brightness

Is the love

A flower needs

To flutter in the wind...

Pic: Tharindu Weerasinghe

Children of earth:

The ground elevation

Is out of the equation

When they smile and have fragrance

After being properly nourished!

When they smile and spread fragrance

Mother earth has consolation!!

Pic: Tharindu Weerasinghe


Roses are red

Roses are white

Some likes red

Some likes white

Red is for romance

White is for purity

Roses are red

Roses are white

Eyes catch red

Hearts catch white

Red is for love

White is for affection

Roses are red

Roses are white

Smile in the Spring

Dance in the Summer

Cry in the Autumn

Die in the Winter

Pic: Tharindu Weerasinghe

The sweetest RED wine!

You tasted like red wine

The days when you were mine

I still love the dreams you kissed

You may not know how much you are missed.!

The dark skies bring you a message

The cold nights imply a pale presage

Intoxicated mood won't forget the tale

The fairy who painted my life in larger scale.!

Flowers still bloom, but no glitter

The greenery is there, but they flitter

You are still the sweetest red wine I ever had

House is empty without the essence made me glad!

Pic: Tharindu Weerasinghe

A daughter's smile

A precious gift,

to a father!

Pic: Bankhill Educare

Beauty of Enlightenment

Born in an opaque pond,

But no sign on it!

Pic: Prabath Nuwan Premarathna

Frame of Sight

See out of the frame,

Then the sight will be real!

When you are behind

The sight is synthetic!

Pic: Prabath Nuwan Premarathna

Back to the Roots

You may fly high…

But when your boots touch the roots,

You feel that you are HOME!

Pic: Prabath Nuwan Premarathna

The Difference

When the Sun sets with pale orange,

Some wither…

But some blossom with smiles….

Pic: Prabath Nuwan Premarathna