Her Centenary Rhyme...

Things are about to change slightly,

Cause we've traveled for 45 weeks,

And reached a century,

So, here's the journey, we began with poetry.

We've stepped, into the burning hearts,

We've dived deep, into wondrous thoughts,

In the night sky we flew, hunting for beauty in the dark,

Together we cried, together we laughed.

The roses that grows, deep down in my heart,

Was shown to her, while life was falling apart,

She felt the pain, from the thorns,

Together we wrote, to the world, we wrote to God.

We've seen flowers trampled, not knowing their worth,

It's wondrous to see, their re-birth,

We've seen, the incredible powers,

Hidden in the heart, of the softest flowers.

There was beauty in the sky, with the setting sun,

Darkness reigned, when the moon refused to come,

But to admire, the beauty of fairy lights,

We had to enter, the darkest night.

We've tasted, bitter tears of the world,

Confusing thoughts, flew around like birds,

We've seen, the hidden tears, behind a cheerful smile,

And the evil grin, behind teary eyes.

When we reached, our 100th thought,

You came to my mind, close friends to my heart,

For the few of you, who is a part of our rhyme,

We thank you for, your precious time.

"Me" (Nimesha Guruge), was what poured out of your heart,

Sweetness and madness, struck me at once,

In a place where, selfishness was flying around,

I found a friend, when I began to look to the front,

My teddy bear sister, promise me, you'll never depart. 

"Steal like an artist", was an annoying thought,

I saw eyes staring, thinking they got me wrong,

But then again, it was that annoying Puma,

I would mention your name, but you said he's gone.

Secrets of darkness, on their fur like snow,

They're cuter than polar bears, of course,

Cause in this world, together with the good, the bad overflows,

Was the reply I got you (Shameer Sheriff), so here you go,

"Write about pandas" for sure, I can write even more.

My madness, to an extent, the world will never know,

Is parked in this heart, each other, we follow,

My best friend, my sister, no one can borrow,

Your (Usman Masna/ Mazmaz) thought was great, and here you go,

"All what you do today, will be your tomorrow."

"Childhood" oh yes, unforgettable times,

Lying, was indeed our greatest crime,

Everyone around, was so very kind,

I hope your (Pramodi Herath) request, is satisfied.

Living in a dangerous world, too hard to roam,

The places you wonder, is far from home,

Your strength hidden, in the smile you show,

Is unknown to the world, cause their minds are hollow,

With this been said, your rhyme follows.

 -Kavinda Muthukumarana

(He writes about a love that he will never be his, but he is not ready to accept the fact)

"Wait" she said, as a reply to my story,

I stayed quietly, while time went slowly,

She got back, we had a chat about our history,

Her rhyme filled my heart, with so much glory.

- Anu Perera - https://www.siththammaya.com/

(She writes about our friendship and how she misses the social media life these days, and she wishes me whole heatedly for the 100th rhyme and also mentions that she's looking forward for my 1000th rhyme) 

To the world, indeed it's just another rhyme,

You may feel, I waste too much of time,

But to be honest, "The Poetic Voyage",

She's the reflection, of my unspoken heart,

And today I write, Her Centenary Rhyme (Blog No. 100).

-Debra R. N. Ludwick-