By Indunil Madhusankha (Previously published in the PoetryExpressed Magazine) Having granted the Aniyata Vivarana by the Dīpankara Buddha, the Bodhisattva had her by his side in all his innumerable births, aiding him quite enormously as he fulfilled the Pāramitā Born as a Kinnari in the silvery Mountain of the Moon, she wailed unceasingly with … Continue reading She was Yasodharā …
I am not Going to Prepare Kevun this Time
By Indunil Madhusankha (Previously published in the international anthology of poetry, “Moonlight Dreamers of Yellow Haze” on 12th March 2016) Loku Naenda sitting still on a bench watched the framed photograph of her son, my cousin, that made an exhibition of him in his army uniform and fortitude My puerile questionnaire had its … Continue reading I am not Going to Prepare Kevun this Time
Poems by Indunil Madhusankha
He is a Fisherman (Previously published in the international anthology of poetry, “Temptation” by Lost Tower Publications on 18th January 2016) He is a fisherman, shrewd and seasoned He has a line with a workable bait, the bait of love rich with ostentatious gesticulations and highly appealing flirtations He uses it to catch … Continue reading Poems by Indunil Madhusankha
The Lamentation of a Mother
By Indunil Madhusankha (Previously published in the 2016 October issue of the Synesthesia Literary Journal on 8th of July 2016) “Amma, when I come the next time, prepare me some Welithalapa.” Saying thus you left for work But all of a sudden like one of your most remarkable surprises You came … Continue reading The Lamentation of a Mother
Retelling the Story of Yasodharā
By Indunil Madhusankha (Previously published in the 2016 October issue of the Sentinel Literary Quarterly) In the nightly cold of the Esala full moon day, perhaps she felt an abrupt rush of the bizarre wind in her usual entanglements – the cozy and pacifying dreams as He looked at her on the sly, … Continue reading Retelling the Story of Yasodharā
I am Scared of the Night
By Indunil Madhusankha (Previously published in the Tuck Magazine on 13th October 2015) As the dusk creeps through the summit the once luscious sun dips below the rocky mounts And flocks of birds soar away weaving intricate patterns in the grayish sky Thus the goddess of darkness, the night wielding her power right … Continue reading I am Scared of the Night
Academy of the Heart And Mind 