Bread Loser

An academic in Sri Lanka, Is neither prince nor pauper, He makes an honest living, Floating words into open ears, And inside, they become an abstract painting, What education is, and will always be. Supremely abstract, a personalized Opus on canvas. And I’m that lecturer, Whose existence turns to a living, When you see throngs … Continue reading Bread Loser

A Thing or Two about Arranged Marriages

There are so many things That run on the aphorism of “finders keepers”. Love, fate, Hobby, career, sexuality for some, Each a treasure that has no real map, You find and you keep, And some people are so lucky They are gifted everything, and they don’t Even search, Arranged marriages, Boring sexualities, perennial hobbies, Permanent … Continue reading A Thing or Two about Arranged Marriages