They say he lived
         in the 13th century
They say he lived
         in the 15th century
They say he lived
         in the 20th century

I live today
  in the 21st century
I wonder if there's any to tell
I live in the 21st century

They say sleep is like half-death
Last night I know not , nether felt
the doubt of survival
the next day

Today I woke
I saw the sun
I felt the cold breeze
from the mountains of Belihuloya

I lead an isolated walk
relieved.
I felt the drops on my face
the rain on the faculty ground

Amidst the stress of exams
I begin to chill
Ondaatje I read, About a Time gone
Keat's "spontaneous flow of expression"

My pen keeps writing
My friend keeps listening
Words are incomplete at a haphazard now

Today I live
Sufficient
This is the century I live
not the next, pretty doubtful

One century for a man is insufficient
thoughts fly beyond them
Varied interpretations
In patterned and colored wings

                                                                                                        18.09.2015