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Calmness received
I felt the edge of the knife,Cutting my skin.
The veins cut
And the blood pouring
In streams of bright red.
But...
I felt no pain
Just calmness.
As life drifted away from me....
- Vositha
Edge
Poised on the edge of a ravineDeliberating;
Her passion was two-edged
Frenzy the sharper
Vindictiveness the lesser,
She edged sideways
Clasping and unclasping her hands;
She looked down
Grey stone stared up at her;
Eyes shut tight
Nerves on edge
She braced herself
And leaned forward;
She stood on the edge of Eternity
And equally on the brink of deliverance;
A sharp tug at the edge of her apparel
Sinewy arms enfolded her;
They grappled
But she, in vain;
Might and valour
Took the edge off
Her dastardly attempt.
- Thilaha Yoganathan,
A millionaire's nightmare
I am standing at the edge of my life's roadHoping that my end would come soon
To relieve me from this terrible pain,
engulfing my body night and day.
They have put me on a machine
To keep my heart beating.
They want me to open my eyes and
see the world once again
They love me dearly, don't they?
They pray to God I'll be spared
to sign a paper
To give unto their care
All the earthly possessions I have
When I'm gone.
If their prayers go - unanswered
who will they curse?
Me or God?
or may be the machine?
- N.D.W.W.
The edge of dementia
When he enumerates her errorsShe says: "I'm sorry, I was wrong" -
Yet remembers how crafty he could be,
Covering up his flaws
With guile and charm and sophistry.
When she dares to argue
Or confront him with emotion,
He drives her to incoherence
With contemptuous words
Mingled with the voice of reason
And experience.
He says she is confused,
Verging on hysteria.
She recalls mysterious phone calls,
Unexplained absences....
Her head begins to throb;
She feels her brain
Is about to explode....
She swallows the tranquilising
Pills he gives her.
- Jegatheeswari Nagendran,
Edge of the last breath
She is in whiteUnder the dark starry sky
Standing at the edge of a cliff
Counting her souls....
She is in air
Above the violent evil festival
Whispering a soft song
Harmonized by the frozen north wind
A new star pops up among the billions!!!
- Imashi
Hollow note
Chilblained Fingers of gnarledtwigs tap nimble rhythms
on window elegant ice language
collapsed words crack
scatter dazzling colours....
rippling glitter of silence!
scream unsung hangs shivers
lace borders on Edge of Never
silence explodes in brain
as I wipe perfumed mist mirror
of your tinsel face
from my mind.
- Rohini Gooneratne Cooray.
On the edge
Van Gogh chopped off his ear,And presented it
To his sweetheart
Whom he called "Pigeon".
Blake saw visions
Of golden angels
Upon a leafy tree
In his garden.
Virginia Wolf
Committed suicide,
Because she was mad.
They were all on edge
On the thin margin
Between genius and insanity
And lately
I've been wondering myself
About which is better
Whether to be on the edge
Or to be average
And mediocre....
And ordinary....
- Subha Ran
A victim's story
He's standing on the ledge,Waiting to fly.
Though his physical body would take the fall,
His mind had already died.
He could see them now,
Crying after he's gone.
They'll make big speeches at this grave,
Though he always found himself alone.
Never putting themselves on the line,
They'll take their time, making up reasons.
They'll cast their eyes up and ask why.
When all the time, they were tried for treason.
He closed his eyes and felt angels all around him,
Smiling, he let out a sigh.
He felt their holy tears fall,
As he finally began to fly.
- Sonali Fernando,
The only edge
A little girl was playingOn the edge of a cliff,
With her friends.
She had a garland of flowers
Just from her father
This father was a soldier,
He never knew,
When his life would end.
Time passed away, so did he.
Now that girl is crying
On the edge of a cliff, all alone.
She has a bunch of flowers
Just for her father
She has lost her friends, her father
And her happiness
But the edge of the cliff will be there
The only edge,
Where relief exists.
- Raehana Raban.
The edge of life
When we are born,Our mothers grip the edge of a bed.
When we grow up,
Our parents live on the edge of their finances.
When we reach great heights,
They hold on to the edges of our achievements joyfully.
When we get married,
They hold on to the edges of hankerchiefs, crying tears of joy.
Life is a rope with an edge!
Our parents guardian angels.
When they reach the edge of their lives,
We reach the edge of our ignorance towards them.
When this happens it is too late,
To tell them they are not at the edge of
our hearts but right in the middle.
- Sonali Richards.
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