Thank you for your contributions to the 100 Word page on ‘Twinkle’. The theme for April is “Leaving” please send in your contribution before April 6, 2016 to 100 words page Madhubhashini Disanayaka-Ratnayake, C/o The Sunday Times, No. 8, Hunupitiya Cross Road, Colombo 2 Priceless Diamond My mind readily tells me It is way beyond my [...]

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Thank you for your contributions to the 100 Word page on ‘Twinkle’.
The theme for April is “Leaving” please send in your contribution before April 6, 2016 to
100 words page
Madhubhashini Disanayaka-Ratnayake,
C/o The Sunday Times,
No. 8, Hunupitiya Cross Road, Colombo 2

Priceless Diamond

My mind readily tells me
It is way beyond my grasp.
Yet I persist on tiptoes,
Stretching my arm
Achingly taut
And for the hundredth time
Imagining the feel
Of that diamond
Dazzling, sparkling
The largest among the many
That attempt to catch my eyes
Could I purchase it
For my jewelry collection?
Nay, nay.
For it is far beyond price
I fear that all the currency
On this earth
Would not suffice.
So twinkle on, priceless diamond.
Twinkle until the morning clouds
Swallow you away.

Rebekah Angela Fernando
Twinkle

O! maker!
The grandeur of mountains,
The whiff of cotton-white clouds,
The dark evergreen forests,
The magnificent waterfalls,
The splendour of the skies –
Are all your kindly strides.
But –
The soft wooly bunny,
The swimming sweet otter –
The fragrant, scented jasmines.
The reddest ruby roses.
The supple skin of babies.
Are –
The twinkle in your eye!

Priscilla Pereira
Rubies and pearls

Basking on the roof-top of a tenth-floor apartment
And gazing up to the heavens on a starry night
You wonder if you could pluck anyone of the stars,
That twinkle bright.
But the sight below of a million or more
Streams of yellow street lights in rows
Streams of the red rear lights of the traffic that blink and twinkle bright
While white lights continuously fight to make their way through before mid-night.
Oh-o-o it’s a live inactment of a Christmas day’s feeling
And this glorious nights’ repetition
Puts a Christmas night’s feeling in you.

Sheila Bandaranayake.
Twinkle

She was eagerly watching
Her little one performing at the school concert,
Reminiscing on her own school days;
Full of motherly pride, when somebody said,
Seated just behind her, ‘like mother, like daughter’..
Can’t be’, she thought, as she turned around;
Her old music teacher seated right behind her
With a twinkle in her eye
Gave her a thumbs-up, smiling sweetly.

N.D. Mahawaduge

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