Monday, February 6, 2017

480. ශිශිර සඳ මඬල යට....



Winter moon over a frozen landscape - Google Images

Belated Winter so frosty,
Resembling thorns stabbing thro' hair,
Nothing to prevent the coldness,
What else but to stoically endure,

Rising misty moon is shivering too,
Whispering to junipers wearing snow flakes,
Spread your arms wide as wide you can amigos,
Embrace me in a bear hug so tight,

Glistening pathway that runs lakeward,
Downy slivers of snow lay beside,
Jingling sounds can be heard even,
When crushed beneath my steady footsteps,

Wiping away a feather of snow from my brow,
Weathering the wind that howls ceaseless,
Stepping on with a tenacious mindset,
Towards the starlight flickering yonder,

30 comments:

  1. අදනං සිංහල බ්‍රෑන්ඩ් එකක්ද කොහෙද බීල තියෙන්නෙ. හැක්..

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    1. ප්‍රසන්න,

      මොන? කලින් ගහපු එව්වම තමයි...:)

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  2. මේ කුමනාකාරයේ පුරුෂ ලිංගයක්ද...

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    1. අහා මා පුත,

      තොප වනාහී මහා නුවණැතියෙක. මෙවන් කිසිදු සුපැහැදිලි ආරම්මණයකින් ඉඳුරාමැ තොර අයාලයේ විසිරයන්නාවූ සිතුවිලි ගොන්නක් මතමැ පදනම්වැ ලියැවුණු කව් පෙළකට උදක්මැ උචිත උපමාව නම් පුරුෂ ලිංගයමැයි.

      ඒ කෙසේද යත් පුරුෂ ලිංග තෙමේ කිසිදු පැහැදිලි නිමිත්තකින් තොරවැ හුදෙක් සිතුවිලි මාත්‍රයකින් පමණමැ නැඟී සිටින්නාහුය.එළෙසම වහා යළි බැස යන්නාහුය. එසේ හෙයින් මා දයාබර වූ පුත තොපගේ උපමාව වනාහී ඉතා කදිමයැ.

      ප්‍රීතියි ප්‍රීතියි මා පුත උදක්මැ ප්‍රීතියි, වහා සුරත ඉහළට ඔසවා පංචමයක් දමනු මැන!

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  3. තැනේ හැටියට සිසිර සඳ යට සීතලෙන් වෙව්ලයි නිතී
    හෙණේ ඒකයි ඉංගිරිස්වල කිසිත් මට වැටහෙන් නැතී
    බණේ දෙසුවද අහං හිටියද මගෙ මොළේ වැඩිලා නැතී
    අනේ රවියනි මමත් මැට්ටෙකි කවිය කියවා මට හතී.......

    ජයවේවා!!!

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    1. Dumie,

      මේකෙ මොනවද තියෙන්නේ බං තේරෙන්නෙ නැති කඩු වදන්?,
      බොහොම සරලම මටත් තේරෙන ඉංගිරිසි ලිව්වෙමි බොලන්,
      දුමී උඹ හැමදාම ලියනව හතර පද වටිනා රුවන්,
      Thank you my dear one day you will definitely go to the heaven,

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  4. මධුරයා සනීපෙන් ඉන්නවද දන්නෑ කාලෙකින් සැප දුක හොයල බලන්නත් බැරි වුනා බලලා එන්නම් :)
    ඔලුව අවුල් වුනු වෙලාවට මුන්ගෙ චැනල් එක මරු!

    https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=dAOXUkaoADA

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    1. [°•_•°] {`^`…´^´} (~•`_´•~),

      ඒකනෙ, යන්න යන්න...මධුරයා නැත්තං තරහවෙයි...:)

      මරු චැනල් එක නේ...ජනයි ප්‍රියයි...ස්තූතියි...:)

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  5. ඉන්ගිරිස් එකට වඩා මටනම් හින්ගල එක දැනුනා.

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    1. සඳවතී,

      එතන එහෙම වෙන්න ඇත්තෙ සිංහල එක කලින් ලිව්ව හින්ද වෙන්න ඇති

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  6. Coming colour no good...Belated winter....Ravi becoming too romantic he he.
    Beautiful writing.

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    1. Ano,

      There is nothing further in "Belated winter"..Just that. Winter was somewhat late this year and that's all.....:)

      Please don't look for crocs in pans...:)

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  7. Aww... Beautiful.. u should write more poems.

    Keep up writing..!!

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    1. Rain Girl,

      I would like to and thank you....:)

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  8. Only if you don't get offended...Just an opinion (just delete this after you've read it)... Poetry in English doesn't seem to be your thing. Your English is pretty good. E.g. That article about the cobweb was good. But this poem made me feel like I am being beaten by a club on head to strange rhythm. After each line it gets stuck awkwardly. In Sinhala blog world, the best English poems I've seen were by Bassi and Rasika Jayakody. Don't feel bad. I too belong to your category I guess. I am just a reader anyway :-)

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    1. Sorry, I guess I was rude to say that. I withdraw the comment.

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    2. Ano,

      No problem at all. I am not offended in any sense of the word. It's your opinion, you are entitled to it most certainly and moreover you have every right to express it.

      Others may differ and that's their prerogative. Whether I accept your criticism or not is exclusively my prerogative.

      You are most welcome to express your frank opinion in future too...:)

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  9. My Frozen Rear

    This sub zero stuff may finally be over
    How do we survive every year
    It ain't civilized, it's downright barbaric
    This year got a frozen rear

    Sat down on the coals in my barbecue pit
    Took twenty-four hours to thaw
    Till finally I smelled a very strange odour
    Realized it was time to withdraw

    A Canadian dude but this is insane
    Even I can't handle this stuff
    Told Cathie, better hide all the knives
    Enough is bloody well enough

    Likely flying south with the birdies next fall
    Can't take another winter like this
    Too old and decrepit, way past my prime
    As I leave, I'll throw you all a big kiss

    This sub zero stuff may finally be over
    How do we survive each year!!!

    © Jack Ellison

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  10. පස්සා පැත්තෙන් දැනිච්ච හිතලක් කොඳු නාරටිය දිගේ උඩට උඩට ඇවිත් මොලේ කූල් වෙලා ගියා..

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    1. කල්‍යාණ,

      අපි පොඩි කාලෙ තිරික්කල රේස්වලදි කරත්තකාරයො ගොනාගෙ වලිගෙ උස්සල පශ්චාත් භාගයෙ ගහනව අයිස් පලම් එකක්.උඹේ කමෙන්ට් එක කියෙව්වම මට ඒ අසරණ සත්තු මතක් වුනා..

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  11. කොෆි විත් බ්‍රැන්ඩි තමයි......

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  12. Wow... didnt know you had this in you....beautiful!

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  13. brilliant.:
    Winter morning
    Cold frost and sunshine: day of wonder!
    But you, my friend, are still in slumber -
    Wake up, my beauty, time belies:
    You dormant eyes, I beg you, broaden
    Toward the northerly Aurora,
    As though a northern star arise!

    Recall last night, the snow was whirling,
    Across the sky, the haze was twirling,
    The moon, as though a pale dye,
    Emerged with yellow through faint clouds.
    And there you sat, immersed in doubts,
    And now, - just take a look outside:

    The snow below the bluish skies,
    Like a majestic carpet lies,
    And in the light of day it shimmers.
    The woods are dusky. Through the frost
    The greenish fir-trees are exposed;
    And under ice, a river glitters.

    The room is lit with amber light.
    And bursting, popping in delight
    Hot stove still rattles in a fray.
    While it is nice to hear its clatter,
    Perhaps, we should command to saddle
    A fervent mare into the sleight?

    And sliding on the morning snow
    Dear friend, we'll let our worries go,
    And with the zealous mare we'll flee.
    We'll visit empty ranges, thence,
    The woods, which used to be so dense
    And then the shore, so dear to me.
    Alexander Pushkin

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    1. While In Russia I saw
      the most beautiful winter moons
      nothing could compare to that
      except the evening sun in Unavatuna beach

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    2. Ajith,

      Amazing..Thanks Ajith...........:)

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