Royalty

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The past unfurls and the asphalt paths
Seem like scarelet Turkish carpets

I guess the peasant I see every day on the mirror
Forgot my blood lines, my royalty

Of a clement past, I cease to remember
And the horror that I can’t seem to forget

Fate is not growing wings inside a cocoon
It is forgetting how you used to fly, even soar.

Future has its memory in the past
And the past simply are butterfingered memories

Slipping through your heart, when your mirror
Is myopic, and inverse of luck appears

To stamp every endeavor. You ponder, why does
Memory always forget smelling the fragrance

Of a beautiful red rose yet recollect
The bloody grip of the thorn-filled stalk?

Only to realize, memory is a diorama
Of downsized dreams, where a bonsai can be found

Carrying on her apices, whorls of little blooms.

Published by Curiosity-driven life (Dilantha Gunawardana)

Dr Dilantha Gunawardana graduated from the University of Melbourne, as a molecular biologist, and moonlights as a poet. He currently serves as a Senior Lecturer in the Department of Botany, University of Sri Jayewardenepura. Dilantha lives in a chimeric universe of science and poetry. Dilantha’s poems have been accepted for publication /published in HeartWood Literary Magazine, Canary Literary Magazine, Boston Accent, Forage, Kitaab, Eastlit, American Journal of Poetry, Zingara Poetry Review, The Wagon and Ravens Perch, among others. Dilantha too has two anthologies of poetry, 'Kite Dreams' (2016) and 'Driftwood' (2017), both brought to the readership by Sarasavi Publishers, and is working on his third poetry collection (The Many Constellations of Home). Dilantha’s pet areas of teaching and research, include, Nitrogen Fixation, RNA biology, Phytoremediation, Agricultural Biology, and Bioethics & Biosafety. Dilantha blogs at – https://meandererworld.wordpress.com/ -, where he has nearly 2000 poems. View all posts by Curiosity-driven life (Dilantha Gunawardana)