Best Sri Lanka Poems
I love my country Sri Lanka.......
On top of the mountain, God sits on Adam's peak
Throwing his heavenly blessings to our nation
Blessed our country known to the
world as the Garden of Eden.
When our mountains are covered with beautiful flora
When the fauna walk freely in our jungles
When our valleys are flowing with water from heaven
When our ocean is picturesque blue
When the nature hugs our nation
Blessed our country known to the
world as the paradise on earth
When our people show their love and faith
When our people are gentle and kind
Blessed our country known to the
world for her hospitality.
Surrounded by all of these blessings
God wants us to love one another
and live happily together surrounded by faith and trust.
Let us obey his words and build our country
as a beautiful Sri Lanka
Ravi Sathasivam / Sri Lanka
All rights are reserved @ 2018 - Ravi Sathasivam
I love my country Sri Lanka.......
On top of the mountain, God sits on Adam's peak
Throwing his heavenly blessings to our nation
Blessed our country known to the
world as the Garden of Eden.
When our mountains are covered with beautiful flora
When the fauna walk freely in our jungles
When our valleys are flowing with water from heaven
When our ocean is picturesque blue
When the nature hugs our nation
Blessed our country known to the
world as the paradise on earth
When our people show their love and faith
When our people are gentle and kind
Blessed our country known to the
world for her hospitalities.
Surrounded by all of these blessings
God wants us to love one another
and live happily together surrounded by faith and trust.
Let us obey his words and build our country
as a beautiful Sri Lanka
Ravi Sathasivam / Sri Lanka
Copyright @2004 Ravi Sathasivam
O dear palmyrah,
Native of my mother land,
Known as Katpaha Viruksha,
Celestial tree of my birth place
Highly respected in northern Sri Lanka,
Your majestic height makes you,
Tall among the palms, able to
Withstand drought and grow strong!
Throughout the year,
You make us happy with your produce.
Thus, you boost our economy,
And support both land and community.
Edible fruit, fresh juice, fermented drinks,
Syrup, Jaggery, tender fruit nungu and
Boiled tubers are a few of your gifts
To the community of your chosen land.
Well thatched roofs made with your leaves
Beautify the village cottages.
They also help to erect boundary walls
To safeguard property.
Manuscripts are wonderful books.
Salute to palmyrah leaves for
Preserving and restoring the writings
Of great people from ancient times.
Your planks are used to build houses,
Household furniture and utensils.
Every part of you is useful
Great is your service to humanity.
You are the only palm tree
That helps people the whole year through!
Your products are innumerable,
You serve the poor and the rich!
How nice it would be,
If man gave his best to others,
And expected nothing in return
Like you, dear Palmyrah!
Sri Lanka
So many CHRISTIANS died inhumanely.
In innocence in churches or having Easter lunches.
God, welcomed so many home in an instant.
360 died in one day.
345 Christians are killed each month, but that's a deep secret and who cares?why don't we know?
In 2018, the number of the dead Christians is staggering
Add to this 66.000 unborn in the USA alone. Add the world abortion number, it's more than tragic.
So let's not moan about peace,there will not
be any..We support the work of Satan.
He must be doing his happy dance!
The media ignored the Sri Lanka story.
But drooled over Notre Dame.
Those snakes ~ refuse to mention that channels name.
"Eastern worshipers"what baloney!
You know the two who said that
American leaders choke on the word Christian.
Hello these leaders with zero integitey
Pose Christians but they worship other gods,
In the USA Christians have a death warrant!
They are considered crazy and evil.
Easter was a PAGAN goddess. Those that
perished were followers of the Risen
Christ.
By the way, our said leaders have no fear
of bowing to and honoring Muslims?
Summarized best in the USA Congress
"Something happened to someone"
Horrible statement about 9/11!
She must have cheered over Sri Lanka!
The USA, en route to hell? I hope not.
Do not be fearful of being a Christian
or a Jew! Just be careful the words,
meshugana leaders tell us, those liars!
Disgustingly farcical liars
Panagiota Romois
4/24/2019
9:50 am PST
Catholic churches were attacked in Sri Lanka
Many of our brothers and sisters were massacred
By
Fanaticism and ignorance
In
The name of their God
But
When would we understand that there is only one God,
And that is the God of love,
That we all are his children,
All embraced by Him the same,
None being loved less than the other,
None being put higher or lower than the other?
Those who committed this abominable crime,
Thinking they will be rewarded with a place in paradise,
They soon will find out that their miserable souls
Will be condemned to eternal damnation
For committing:
Patricide,
Matricide and
Fratricide!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
21 April 2019
* CNN: Sri Lanka blasts. At least 327 dead and more than 500 injured
in multiple church and hotel explosions.
R.I.P. our beloved parents, children, brothers and sisters.
Previously happy to live in Sri Lanka,
Doing well as mover of tanker,
Even as Sri Lankan roads got busier
And traffic of the rush hours not easier…
Then, he was fatter and franker
But living far political demand;
Also, after Riches did he hanker
But more after a chance to command…
So, he had to bounce back to Nigeria
But in her politics at the rear:
Always colliding with hateful ridicule,
A bit invisible like molecule!
He needed not have left Sri Lanka
Where joy had been a sure banker…
It’s been a Joyless Lip-Biting Ben
Often recreating Sri Lanka of then.
Sri Lanka is
His happy place
And he
Loves Colombo,
It’s great
To be back.
The post-trip recovery
From Sri Lanka situation,
The jet lag situation,
Is not
What it
Once was
Because his body
Is not
What it
Once was.
There’s a pair
Of jeans
That he can’t
Bring himself
To wash
Because the jeans
Still smell
Like Sri Lanka,
The sand
And the ocean,
The blood
And the sweat
And the tears,
The beauty
Of it all.
The World machinery is stopped
To restart waiting for a long gap
Where to start where to go on map?
This poem comes from Lankans hill top
Adam came from Heaven,World to start up
Jaded holiday in Frisco ,
Where Paul Getty lost his marbles harbour
For a old dog tawg
Rumble a chick
Banjo medicine and black madness
Eager paws or void in of contempt
I can't roll dice at Coney island
Without a slow snow cone
Program for Rita ford
Or a lengthy draught of carpenter wood