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Awful Visitors
It’s a new beginning!
By
Sandun Mendis
© Copyright 2014 Sandun Mendis.
Contents
For Siri Nissanka
Acknowledgments
A Cinderella Story
A Teacher and a Student
Awful Visitors
Beach Day Out with a Half Blind Dog
Can You Drop A Coin Sir?
Dear Santa!
Evolution
Like Everyone Does
Nature, Nature… Why So Cruel?
New Year’s Eve
Soldiers
The Beginning of the End!
The Christmas tree
The Job Seeker
The Last One to Stand
The Stepmother
The Vengeance of Love
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Acknowledgments
This is a collection of kids’ and nature poems.
Dr. Samantha Kulatilake, thank you for being my guidance and mentor in my path of poetry.
Oshika Vidushini, an artist herself, read my early poems and encouraged me to write more by giving topics and pictures.
Darlene Harasymiw is a one good friend who edited some of my poems and pushed me to write more.
Chiemi Hettiarachchi, my friend and my editor, gave me lot of strength to achieve this much.
Pabalu Thriemavithana Yalagama, thanks for the ideas and encouragement.
Nalin De Abrew for editing and finalizing.
De Abrew family for all the support.
Siri Nissanka (grandfather), without you, I would be nothing.
A Cinderella Story
December 29, 2012 at 9:18am
Once up on a time
There was a little girl
Whose name was Cindy
Cindy lived in a town
Town full of clowns
She was hired by one
Her master was Jacques
Jacques owned her for ages
He used her for cheap labor
Cindy had to work
Work hours and hours
She always wished for liberty
She mopped the floor
Wiped the mirror
Polished the door
She brushed his boots
Ironed his clothes
Made tea on time
She prepared the dinner
Cleaned all the dishes
Warmed the water for a shower
Always doing some work
No time for her to lurk
No time for her to smile
If she didn’t work fine
Her master would come from behind
And cane her until she cried
One moonlit night
A knight called Jacob
Came to the house for a beer
After some time
Her master had a fight
With this mighty knight
Her master had died
Along with the fight
She wondered what would be her next plight
Cindy has taken to the house
Where the knight lodges
Her fate is to be changed
Jacob had a wife
And a grown child
A child called Marcus
Marcus is not like others
He showed some good manners
And some respect for others
One day, Cindy asked Jacob
‘Why are you good to me?
Why you are not like others?’
Marcus replied, ‘I was once like you
Brought here for growing
After my parents died’
Cindy never had to work
But she loved to help
Jacob’s wife, Jane
Jane loved Cindy
As her own child
Treated her well
Cindy had a new life
Marcus, Jacob and Jane
They all lived happily until the end
A Teacher and a Student
June 7, 2013 at 8:53am
There were times
That I thought you
There were times
We had fun
There were times
We enjoyed our work
There were times
We laughed
There were times
We did stupid things
Well, that time
I cannot forget
All the places we travelled
All the funny things you did
All the nick names you said
I will never forget
Beside every things
Studies became first
Hearing your good grades
Meant the whole world to me
When the time goes by
You will step into a new world
I might not be there to teach
But I will always miss you
You are the best student I ever had
You are bright and intelligent
Keep it up for the future
It will lead you to a good fortune
Awful Visitors
October 19, 2013 at 1:18am
We came to this world as visitors
Just for a short time,
Not even for hundred years
Yet we think it is eternal
So we scraped the land
Burnt the forest to expand
We built ourselves a home
Destroying others’ and hope
It was meant to share. Not to shear
But we were not animals, though the worst
So we kept growing. Alike worms
Breeding and needing and feeding. Ascending higher
When they sought their homes
We called them intruders
Alas! Have we forgotten who we were?
We came here as visitors
Beach Day Out with a Half Blind Dog
December 31, 2012 at 10:58am
A small child
Playing in the sand
With her brother
An old man
Running like a child
Towards the ocean
A small child crying
To stay another minute longer
But he failed with his mother
One white man, tried to touch a dog
One look it gave
He vowed not to go close
Some guy
Threw sand at his girl
And she laughed
Far away, can see the rain
Or the sea's spray
Nobody can figure
But no one hurries
Or is worried
To take their departure
Far away there is a ship sailing
Without any haste
To its destination, unknown to us
Same distance, a boy is trying to throw
A ball to the moon
But after some time, it falls down
A poor blind dog
Got a proposal
That wise dog, refused it
Night comes slow
Everyone calms down
That's the end of the day, goes home
Can You Drop A Coin Sir?
December 6, 2012 at 7:42pm
Can you drop a coin sir?
My brother is crying
Need to feed him fine, sir
Even though I haven’t dined
Can you drop a coin sir?
My mother is dying
Need to buy some meds, sir
Need her to smile
Can you drop a coin sir?
Can you look into my eyes?
I haven’t had anything yet, sir
Since yesterday night
Can you drop a coin sir?
Not to buy bangles
Just to buy a piece of bread, sir
Just to stay alive
Can you drop a coin sir?
Can you hear my cries?
I was born with nothing, sir
I am sorry but nobody cares a dime
Can you drop a coin sir?
Don’t look away
I know I am wrong, sir
But I don’t know how to say
Can you drop a coin sir?
Just a one coin is all I ask
If you were the one to beg, sir
Would you ever laugh?
Dear Santa!
December 24, 2012 at 10:44am
Dear Santa!
I know that you are busy
Busy making gifts for everyone
I know that you come
Only for good children
Am I not a good child?
Am I not on your list?
I know what I do is plead with people
Does that make me bad?
Dear Santa!
I know my mom is sick
She won’t be able to get me what I need
She has done everything to keep my heart beating
I know you are out there Santa
I know you can hear me
I don’t understand why
Other children are getting theirs
But why don’t I get mine?
Dear Santa!
I have been good for so many years
Not a single day that I haven’t shed tears
365 days, but you come only once a year
Even that day Santa, I miss your appearance
Even that day Santa, I pray for my gift
I want to be happy like everyone else
Want to tell others “Santa gave this to me”
See my mama’s smile, without even touching
Dear Santa!
Is my gift hard to find?
Did I trouble you so many times?
I have no other way
To ask what I need
Just need to feel
How others see
Nobody cares
Or nobody sees
Evolution
December 24, 2012 at 8:59pm
I took out my camera and shot some pics of him
He took a flat stone and clicked, clicked, clicked
I got a call from San Francisco and took out my mobile
He took a bark of a tree and said ‘elo, elo, elo’
I took out my laptop and updated my facebook
He took out his wee-wee and start peeing on a nearby tree
I looked at him curious. He looked at me with a smile
I took my bag and started walking. He came along without