Straight lines

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They’ve gorgeous wings
All but trimmed;
So, they fly straight down
From top to bottom.

They are trained to fly
From top to bottom,
and, beauty they do see
Only in straight lines
From top to bottom.

See how drones often fly,
Sideways, freely they fly;
Round and round they fly;
From top to bottom
Or back to top they fly.

So, never trim my wings
For I can’ fly steep down;
Round and round I’ll fly,
Or as freely as drones fly.

Copyright © Jan. 22, 2019, Newton Ranaweera
Image source: Pixabay

Elephant Rebel

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No more – no more retreat,
Right to the wall, I’ve been set;
It’s time now to fight back,
To fight back with all my might.

Ceasefires – no more,
Peace talks – no more;
I don’t trust you – anymore.

Leave my ancestral land – and go;
No – I don’t’ mind – Go!
Go – no honey-dipped wines – Go!
No – leave my land – and go.

Ceasefires – no more,
Peace talks – no more;
I don’t trust you – anymore.

No more – this colonial mantra,
“The bulkier one grows,
The stupider he becomes”.
I don’t trust you – anymore.

Ceasefires – no more,
Peace talks – no more;
I don’t trust you – anymore.

No more – no more retreat,
Right to the wall, I’ve been set;
It’s time now to fight back,
To fight back with all my might.

Copyright © Jan. 15, 2019, Newton Ranaweera
Image source: Pixabay

Fly, butterfly, fly

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Fly, butterfly, fly, but slowly fly;
Being drunk with astral dreams,
If you try, and fly high, sky high,
Wings will break, and you’ll die.

Fly, butterfly, fly, but not so high,
But low and slow, so you may know,
The stars you see are not so nigh,
yet if you try and fly high, you’ll die.

 

Copyright © Dec. 12, 2018, Newton Ranaweera
Image source: Pixabay

Telling my tale amuses me

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Let me tell my tale,
the tale that amuses me
when telling it to you.

I learned to love; to be loved,
so let me tell my love,
for telling my love
amuses me.

True, I suffered a lot,
yet through suffering, I learned a lot,
so let me tell my tale.

For long, I listened to your tale:
how you were dolled,
and how you fondled your dolls.
Sure, it amused me a lot. 

Then why all these attempts
to threaten me, warn me, belittle me
and urge me not to tell my tale?

Mind, this solipsism
does not amuse me at all.
It’s only telling my tale, or listening to your tale
that amuses me. 

So now let me tell my tale,
for telling my tale amuses me.

Image source: Pixabay